Remnants of Wool

 

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In this steep Pennine vale, where the white rose is king

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Lies a town that once prospered and thrived

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And beneath all the concrete an amazing thing,

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So much has still survived!

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Under this bridge, once a railway, A car park now instead,

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This warehouse, too, once was busy but now it is quiet and dead

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I can only imagine that once, long ago, this courtyard was busy and full

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And was this the home of a merchant,

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who prospered from selling his wool?

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Shakespeare himself would spin in his grave

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if he saw what this street was like now

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And the theatre too, after hundreds of years

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Is silent, not wanted, not now.

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The bells of this church were a pealing

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Loud and clear they rang out!

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But now, inside, there is nothing.

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No bells, no people… Nowt!

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But now it is making a comeback.

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And shops will be busy, I’m sure

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With its past and an eye on the future

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This town will be thriving once more!

(Halifax, West Yorkshire, England. February 2015)

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