Nostalgia

I fell from my Grifter
When I was ten.
It hurts now;
My knee.
Sundays were a pain.
Church service.
Cold, damp and boring.
Important to some.
Head up, needs must.
The building is something though.
Everything else is gone.
But the spire still rises.
And so does
My remembrance day.

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