His name is Viv...
So his name is Viv
And Declan prompted him with four questions
And a word he had to give...
some answers,
so we could write a poem,
And here's what we had to throw in...
His favourite fruit is ‘pineapple’
or apple of the pine
This is the drink he would drink in the morning time
With the most important person in his life
His ‘wife’
We guess she gives him... no strife?!
Chilling on the veranda
Sunny, Sunday afternoons, talking together
And just relaxing looking up at the beautiful skies, thinking of...
‘India’ it is a beautiful place yeah
A continent in the east of Asia
This land and people has such tranquility
Not in anyway bustling like London City
Their thoughts turn to their grandchildren
And when
The youngest said ‘Dadkey’
Maybe the Dadkey is... ‘key of the dad’
Three or more generations,
A grandchild looking up into the eyes of a worldly man.
Contribution poetry by: Jermaine Crockett, iNubia and Vidhu Sharma
So his name is Viv
And Declan prompted him with four questions
And a word he had to give...
some answers,
so we could write a poem,
And here's what we had to throw in...
His favourite fruit is ‘pineapple’
or apple of the pine
This is the drink he would drink in the morning time
With the most important person in his life
His ‘wife’
We guess she gives him... no strife?!
Chilling on the veranda
Sunny, Sunday afternoons, talking together
And just relaxing looking up at the beautiful skies, thinking of...
‘India’ it is a beautiful place yeah
A continent in the east of Asia
This land and people has such tranquility
Not in anyway bustling like London City
Their thoughts turn to their grandchildren
And when
The youngest said ‘Dadkey’
Maybe the Dadkey is... ‘key of the dad’
Three or more generations,
A grandchild looking up into the eyes of a worldly man.
Contribution poetry by: Jermaine Crockett, iNubia and Vidhu Sharma