Dean Fraser sent us this poem about Macclesfield, saying: “A trip I made a few years ago to all my old haunts in Macclesfield.”
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It started with a desire to walk those streets
The one’s the less worldly me once walked
I left a part of myself there it seems
Time to reconnect, reclaim
Look up old friends
Like most places do given fifteen years
Macclesfield had transformed, changed
Taking a little time to get my bearings
The market has moved it seems
Old location now resides under a building
Chestergate, a point of familiarity
Once cars travelled here, no more
Freedom to walk unhindered
Grosvenor mall, salad baps from famous bakery
Just like all those years before
A bench, sitting pondering and eating
The faces in the town may be unfamiliar
Some things never change
Beautiful buildings feast for any eyes
Hills still protectively overlook
Walking the 108 steps in both directions
Feel the past under my feet
Mine and thousands of others
Cobbled streets with their own story to tell
Some other time perhaps…
Yet this is never nostalgia
Oh no, anything but nostalgia
The town has evolved, moved on
Just as I have and once did
Cheshire is in my heart… always will be
Dean Fraser – The Quantum Poet
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