Retirement
Time softly slips by
Then one day - irrelevant
Move aside old gal
Friday 3rd September 2021 10:46 am
Swedish Baby
They called you the Swedish baby,
With your white blonde hair
And bright blue eyes.
A Surrey Scandinavian.
But your skin tone was more southerly,
As if you’d spent your first two weeks of life
Sunning yourself on the Côte d'Azur.
A pleasant surprise, given your pasty parentage
The eyes and hair remain, twenty years later
But alas the sun-kissed look was short lived
Ja...
Friday 30th April 2021 4:16 pm
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