You used to put me on a train
departing New Street Station,
headlong through the day to Plymouth’s safe harbour.
I was safe
because I had you fighting my young battles with me,
and whilst I was not always appreciative
at the time, I never
forgot, I never allowed myself to fail
in your eyes and fought longer and harder
than I should have, just to never see
you disappointed in me.
It didn’t always work,
I dishonoured your memory, sometimes I let you down