A SHORT POEM FOR SEPTEMBER

BYE BYE BEN

His face is stern and big and round.

His hourly chime is strong and loud.

A long way up he can be found

With his head stuck in the cloud.

But now we sit and wait with pride,

With those who've come from far and wide,

To listen for his final 'bong'

That final chime from our icon.

For four long years he will be gone,

this famous, tall phenomenon.

Without his voice to lead the way

Will Britain know the time of day?

But, alas, in deep decay

He needs a nice long holiday.

So goodbye Big Ben, for just a while

When you return, we'll cheer and smile.

Big Ben, at the Houses of Parliament, was turned off on August 21, 2017, for repair.