The Race of Life (1968)

Holding hands with some reluctance

You and I aged four or five

Going shopping with our mothers

Hand in hand on Union Street

Infant faces forcing smiles

young feet  dragged at Kodak’s clicking

Starting right with T-Bar sandals

On our marks to start our lives

The Human Race was run before us

By grown-ups like our Mums and Dads

As Union Street stretched out before us

We were sure we’d last the pace.