While doing my chores,

There was a knock on the door,

I answered to a man I'd never seen before.

He thrust in my arms a huge bouquet,

Amazing I thought, but this is OK.

There are blossoms of white, pink and blue,

Orange and yellow and purple, just to mention a few.

Quite an assortment of colours with, of course, the green of the fern,

Kaleidoscopic beauty wherever I turn.

But, who's the admirer - a romance of the past?

No, I was to find out, glancing at the card in my grasp,

To "Grannie' it read, with love from Gary.

The lad that I have clobbered,

Was it so necessary? By Mrs A Mayoh

Tonge Moor Road, Bolton

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