There's a place, that holds my heart
Where my life journey, once did start
Crossing a nearby bridge, I would feel
Soon I'd be home, my security seal

All I believe, about a special place
Now a memory, not eyes will trace
Stands majestic, and powerful too
On river's edge, bridge holding clue

Over the ages, inspired images hold
Gifted moments, historically bold
A wharf carried, my family's name
Part of a business, in family fame

Barges would carry, to London's larder
Dry Goods and wet, supplier to a wider
Community-clients, in lifestyle lived
Imported goods, or what they'd fished

From Whitstable down river, was shipped
To wharf now forgotten, in city picked
Supplying shellfish-oysters-wet fish
London's residents, could sample dish

Tower Bridge, Gothic Victorian masterpiece
Awe inspiring, iconic power never cease
By London's Tower, prison-castle that stands
Guarding London City, its historical land

No longer a prison, or where kings live
To lovers of history, it continues to give
Inspiration and magic, from all that past
Preserved-protected, so the icon must last