Zip Zip Speedy

 

I know not where she got it from,

She had it from young lass,

But as a child, to keep her pace,

I learnt to walk as fast.

“Four minute mile” she could have won

Would ne’er have come in last,

By walking, at her usual pace,

Very few, would her, have passed.

When as a waitress in young days

’Twas always said in fun

“Was that you, Florrie who went past?

Felt breeze, but saw no one”

When going for appointments

To hospital, with her,

As child, I learnt to build up speed,

To make sure I, got there.

In those days though, with shorter legs

I nearly had to run,

She had my hand, so I kept up,

Back then, it seemed like fun.

I too then, learnt, to walk as fast

Necessity, it was,

To keep her pace and not get lost

No time was there, to pause.

She did slow down eventually,

When in her latter days,

Delighted though, am I, to have 

Continued in her ways.