In the hat, last four teams.
Hands rub, for successful dreams.
Reds meet Forest, Norwich see Blue.
And will Mersey fill Wembley? True!
Reds against YELLOWs went to play.
On a gorgeous April day.
Semi finalist in the cup.
And winners champers, to sup.
Two armies took over the town.
Spirits raised high, for the crown!
Flags amongst banners in the ground.
And smiles with laughs were compound.
The swarm of red inside.
Who wore the Merseyside pride.
Like animals, they were penned.
The following poem was written by Brian Nash for the WNWA walk from Hillsborough to Anfield. The group consisted of supporters, survivors and family members and was organised by Steve Kelly and Cherie Brewster.
Why do I cry?
Nobody I knew died.
My old man was there
Some good friends were there
But they came home alive.
My Dad had almost given up
Couldn’t get near the gate
But a crush and then a sway and
“Ee are, get in here mate”
Did that random act of kindness decide his fate?