Milkman's Horse

When I was seven Pete, the one-eyed milkman Arrived with horse Betsy and cart Crates of bottled milk Outside my family house. Diana, three years older, with little sister Playmates with Lionel Tomlin Stood with me at front garden gate Waving to Pete as he walked on bye Carrying two pints to give to Mum. Wanting to impress Diana, heart's first crush I ran back forth under horse's belly And on fourth run was kicked In the stomach and flew away Landing hard in our front hedge. In agony, gasping struggling for breathe I lay badly winded thinking I was dying Pete returned and seeing me Laughed and said "That'll teach you to leave Betsy alone."