I have so many Pinterest boards,

they overwhelm me...

but it’s necessary I check them

every night before sleep.

Gazing at the beautiful photos

calms me, prepares me for rest.

 

It’s a mystery - drives hubby mad

considering for hours...

glittering jewels, intricate designs,

glamourous clothes.

Royal fashion icons addictively

inspire imagination.

 

A girly thing, I know, which by now,

I should have outgrown...

Then last night’s epiphany! I don’t actually

want jewels, gorgeous gowns...

travel to exotic places, adoration.

It’s something else entirely.

 

Lingering over pictures of our Queen

examining her dress...

Remembering my mother similarly

draped, often in home made.

I need that royal smile or frown knowing

her royal age, limited time left

 

to vicariously exist… believe I’ve not

lost someone I love and still miss.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2018

(PHOTO: My mum going to a wedding in 1965)