A plot this small must needs be twee
The floors and walls on both sides need
A major make-over indeed.
The gap leaves much to be desired;
The architect must be inspired
To provide all Mod-Con in this space
Where a tiny terrace has a place!
Dull heavy thuds on terrace wall
More shattered bricks on roadway fall
Wheelbarrows filled with rubble pass
The concrete mixer churns at last ...
Cracks and fissures, dust on leaves
The painted fascia's gone and trees
Appear before my morning eyes
My hanging basket, hookless, lies
On the ground, it can't swing free
Amid a pile of masonry ...
All's quiet at last - I sweep away
The remnants of the workmen's day...
(c) Poet in the woods 2019
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