TRIBUTE TO SIR BRUCE
WITH the recent death of Sir Bruce Forsyth I’ve written the following poem in tribute to him. Darryl Ashton Great Harwood During a trip down to Blackpool that I took some decades ago, I happened one evening to visit the pier To view an enjoyable show. The cast was so lively and talented, too, (Their singing and dancing a joy)
But one young performer stood out from them all; A comical, lithe moving boy. He drew much applause which was well deserved As I quickly checked for his name.
‘He’s called Bruce Forsyth,’ I said to my wife, ‘I’ll bet he’s destined for fame.’ Well history turned out to prove I was right
A thousand times over and more. An artist supreme and a master of dance (And classic catchphrase galore!)
Exuding a genuine charm and profound Respect that was totally open. There’ll not be another like you, Brucie, mate. Now you’re gone the mould has been broken. He graced our TVs on a Saturday night, On the ‘family-friendly’ - Generation game. He also did Strictly, and The Price Is Right - but in the Palladium, he made his name.
Sir Bruce Forsyth