REMEMBER - LAST SPRING

Remember sweetheart how last Spring
We shopped together for little things –
Summer shoes and crazy clothes
Which you said were all the go.

Summer beckoned at the door
So together we explored
The streets with shops packed galore
With things and clothes and summer lore.

With a mother's love I watched you try
The things you liked, not always right
And you were shy of watching eyes
When we used to compromise
Let down the hem, take up the neck
And then my darling, you bought the dress.

Remember sweetheart how last Spring
We shopped together for little things –
Plants in flower and garden lore
Statues which now grace the door.

With a daughter's love you watched me pile
And often I'd see a little smile
When with trolley high I'd reach the desk
And ask the keeper what was best
For shaded spots and rocky ground
To be told that none were sound.

You'd look at me raise your eyes
And then we used to compromise,
Take this one back - get this instead
Oh my darling - and now you're dead.

                ©Helen Catherine Cramer
                        22nd September 1981

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