Edited by Gill Burrell, Tuesday, 26 Oct 2021, 18:54
We're watching as the world goes by Each person keeps a watchful eye The pattering of the childrens feet Their mothers in the garden meet Each drinking in the midday heat The sound of wind whistling through a field of wheat The sound of a ball kicked in the street The children going to buy a treat The sound of the rustling leaves The Jangling of car keys Some people in the town are shouting Some children going on an outing Workmen working on the road A truck passes by with a heavy load Women going to the supermarket A man in a car ponders where to park it A window cleaner polishes a window clean A crook that knows that he's been seen A black cat cries by lamp post green People dreaming of going up to the coast Where they can do what they like doing most
People watching - poem
We're watching as the world goes by
Each person keeps a watchful eye
The pattering of the childrens feet
Their mothers in the garden meet
Each drinking in the midday heat
The sound of wind whistling through a field of wheat
The sound of a ball kicked in the street
The children going to buy a treat
The sound of the rustling leaves
The Jangling of car keys
Some people in the town are shouting
Some children going on an outing
Workmen working on the road
A truck passes by with a heavy load
Women going to the supermarket
A man in a car ponders where to park it
A window cleaner polishes a window clean
A crook that knows that he's been seen
A black cat cries by lamp post green
People dreaming of going up to the coast
Where they can do what they like doing most
'Watching as the world goes by.'
Gill Burrell