dreams and schemes...
designs of the finer kind.
I'm proud to call her my friend.
Tears hung in my eyes like mini meniscus
as I looked and looked at this sweet latest make.
Picking up the phone I dialled; valiantly
keeping the quiver out of my voice...
'Please can I buy?'
'They're sold, sorry!'
Before she had time to say...
'I'll make you one.'
My bottom lip dimpled and quivered
and I'm ashamed to say I cried.
This is what on Valentine's morning the
No not a card from a secret admirer,
but something far, far, far more
The badge of the worth of a