She liked her Saturdays, of course,
as it was family day and she would
dust off her high class shoes,
the ones that should have gone
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I like this very much - it has an easy, natural flow. I was thinking of asking you whether you'd mentioned your aunt in a poem since she sounds such a strong and interesting character!
Good narrative poem, Herbert. T'would appear aunt Hulda, made a lasting impression on you?
This reminds me of a poem I wrote called 'The Visiting Aunts' I haven't put it on PH but I may decide to, it was one of my earlier ones, when you're a bit unsure of peoples views on them. This is a nice write Herbert, love Ernestine XXX
well done herbert one of your groupies asking for date persistant little things are they not ORGY ASM
I am still waiting for an apology Norbert...... Just apologise for your behaviour towards me...
Yes she was. A real human being. Big chest (we later, when the jet plane was invented, called them jet boobs) , and a heart of pure gold.I had no other relative who would come close. Thanks for your kind words, Mary. Best H
This is wonderful Herbert.........I love dreaming of those that are already gone, it's like a nice little visit. You've mentioned this aunt many times.......she must've been very special to you. This is a great poem. :) sincerely, Mary
I have mentioned my Aunt in several poems. One poem called Aunt Hulda is just about her. Best H