Overflowing with life, love and wit.
The mistress of that house had all of it.
Bejewelled in a rhapsody of harmonious colour,
Of warmth, good things, Beauty,
It could not have been fuller.
Tastes, textures, artefacts, frames, all combined.
A luxurious love nest In West Bridgford, You could find.
All of the details were there,
Presented with such loving care.
Each year we assembled
To be treated.In the lap of luxury, we were greeted.
My graceful June and twinkling Clive.
Their love for each-other, So much alive.
In sunny weather we would talk together,
In a small paradise of garden chairs,
Tasty buffet wares,
Impressive horticultural affairs.
Up to date with the latest gadgets,
Organised to a 'T'
A chat with everyone was guaranteed.
With such attention to the small details
June still made me feel big.
My auntie. Interested in me.
