Gannin Yam

She was my friend..
I said Goodbye at
the weekend.

March...a market town
on Cambridgeshire fen
100 miles from
Skegness as the 
crow flew...give it ten

The mist lay thick..
that morning..
for my friend..

And they danced affore her
coffin,
Like Morris Men..
But dressed as Tigers
Bikers in their den..

For lovely Sharon..
who's smile and laughter
giggles across the fenn