Simpler Times Set to Rhymes

By Terence A Rayner

Most of the poems Ive written are based on my own memories and experiences as a child growing up, the games we played, and the adventures we had.

Through encouragement from my family and friends, what started as a hobby led me to compile this book. I thank them all.

I hope that, by reading this book, some of your childhood memories come back and leave you with a smile on your face.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Aug 3, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524661298

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Published by AuthorHouse 08/01/2016

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Chapter 43

Chapter 44

Chapter 45

Chapter 46

Chapter 47

Chapter 48

Chapter 49

Chapter 50

Chapter 51

Chapter 52

Chapter 53

Chapter 54

Chapter 55

Chapter 56

Chapter 57

Chapter 58

Chapter 59

Chapter 60

Chapter 61

Chapter 62

About the Author

1

By the side of the river, a community grew

I don’t believe back then, they could have knew

From a few cottages, maybe an Inn

What we call Custom House would begin

The docks were built, the ships came

Our little part of London would never be the same

Houses were built for the dockers to live

For many, all there working lives they would give

So many thought work in the docks would never end

But sadly to Tilbury, the container ships there’d send,

In our hearts and memories, the docks we’ll always remember

In particular, one night, on the last day of December

At midnight, from the ships, the sirens and horns would start

The sound, the feeling of happiness, forever in my heart

2

Another bank holiday and I think it’s cold

Or is it just that I’m getting old

When we were kids it was sunny and hot

Am I wrong? Or am I not

Bank holidays meant an extra day of school

Over the lido, dip