1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Down our street it’s ever so neat,
You rarely hear the sound of children’s feet.
Tidy gardens and pretty flowers,
No factory chimneys or towers.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Commuters who come home in their company cars,
That look at us as though we’re from mars.
We are supposed to be seen and not heard,
Dare we not say a word?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 They don’t want us to be normal kids playing skating
Football in the road.
Maybe it’s because they are getting old?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Have they forgotten what it’s like to be a child?
Expecting us to be so meek and mild.
Did they ever kick a ball in the street or
Make the sound of childrens feet?


This poem is dedicated to all old grumps in every road, avenue and street who has forgotten that they were once a child and played in the street.
Imagine in the old days before ‘Football Schools of Excellence’ etc existed…..How would the likes of Denis Law, Bobby Charlton , Stanley Matthews and George Best of learned their skills if they had been banned from kicking a ball in the street?
This poem was first published in Nov 98 in Aston Clinton School’s anthology of Football Poems…’Poetry in Motion..Football! Football! Football! Priced £2.99 plus postage. All profits to the school. Published by Simon Icke ISBN 0 9534562 0 X

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/the-sound-of-childrens-feet/