Joyce's Rainbows

Remember the little sweetie shops, tubs full of sweets,
Colours like the rainbow, all of your favourite treats.
a quarter of bonbons, and midget gems too,
jelly babies and Peardrops, or a Nutty chew.
Lots and lots of variety, to spoilt for choice,
you smile with excitement as you pass your pennies to Joyce.
A dear little lady with an apron over her frock,
in a small cabin shop, with a giant cuckoo clock.
That's how I remember, the sweetie shop by me,
a huge bay window, overshadowed by a tree.
And if you were lucky, and you really had enough,
she'd pass you back some pennies, and you could get more stuff.
shelves and rows of happiness, all huddled in a jar,
you knew which ones were which, even from afar.
I miss those quaint little sweet shops, I miss those jars of sugar,
And if I saw Joyce today, I would definitely go and hug her.