Birthplace 2793.

[Rimeriter]

I've had a bo peep at my submissions list and cannot find an earlier posting,
so here it comes -

Birthplace -
2793.


I wandered ‘round Woodstock a few years in the past,
it didn’t bring memories, but it sure was a blast.
You see, I was too young to remember those days,
some are just figments, most are a - recounted haze.


My birth paper says, young Jim is a male,
apparently I was - hearty and hale.


But, Jim is a contraction of a much bigger name.
Perhaps, the two my folks chose, they thought would bring fame.
Well, it never happened. I don’t really care.
They’ve all served me well, no need for despair.


A small Private Hospital in the town of Woodstock,
I stood quiet on the footpath after walking the block
up from the station, yes - there once was a train.
Maybe it whistled to screen my Mum’s pain.


The train does not run now. It’s probably lost and forlorn
in some rusty ol’ rail shed, it’s whistle long gone,
but the footpath’s still dusty and perhaps in a fleet,
of a moment,
I saw the impressions of, my parents feet.

©.Rimeriter.
Revised 21/7/12.
(recently revised prior to submission for inclusion to a UK publication)