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I don't pretend to be a Keats
or a Shelley or a Shakespeare—rhymes
just pop into my head sometimes, and
I scribble them down on whatever
piece of paper comes to hand. 
It's fun and it's just for me, but now and
then, people ask to read what
I have written. 
 
 
We were baptised, as young teenagers during
the war. Everything was
scarce and clothes had to be purchased
with clothing coupons, and as a
result, we had to ‘make do and mend’.
 
MEMORIES


We were baptised in wartime,
Down in the pool.
We were young then, Still at school. Our cookery coats Were our baptism gowns With lead in the hems, To keep them down!

 

 

© 2014 Mary Davies

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