He was little rosy faced chubby child
On a green cushion in the garden
Near the new central heating chimney pipe
Waiting its silver form to be installed.

Your romper was an altered smoked dress
Its puff sleeves made you look like a girl
Banging a rubber toy you smiled in the sunshine
Your dad sat down near you, hopeful.

He disliked workman and home improvements
And the roses grew their heads haphazardly
Needed last years pruning to give shape
Tea I brought in mugs to this moment in time.

Love Mary