Penny Flapjack

Penny Flapjack, like a warm breeze,

Plucked my heartstrings from a deep freeze.

Every evening, at the station,

I would see her working there.

Penny Flapjack, curly black hair;

Short and slender, une petite fleur –

Like an angel sent from heaven,

I loved to chat and joke with her.

Penny Flapjack flew me up high,

Through the dark clouds to the blue sky;

She was sunshine on a grey day;

Hoped she’d never go away

Penny Flapjack to my knowledge,

Late September, went to college.

Studied Spanish, French or German.

Never saw her face again.

@ Rowland Paul Hill 1 June 2017

(Penny was a student from Manchester, who worked for the newsagents in Monument Station, Newcastle in 2007, from where I often bought a flapjack on the way home from work. She always had a smile on her face and had a good word to say. She was myrrh at the end of a long, hard working day. She left to attend Newcastle University in September 2007