There I was standing
Looking out my sitting room window
Watching my neighbour
Put the finishing touches to
Her perfectly manicured garden
When the flowers for all occasions van
Pulled up outside my door
And Mr Flowerman got out
And came walking towards the house
With this massive bouquet, that just screamed
I love you.
Well I was absolutely delighted
He couldn’t have timed it better
Because Ms Wonder Woman from next door
Was by now, almost paralytic with envy
Hanging over my wall.
And I said to myself, still staring out the window
My husband will get
The best dinner and desert he ever got
When he comes home from work
Tonight at eight o’clock.
And so, to tell the truth
I could not contain myself any longer
And before Mr Flowerman
Even got to ring the bell
I went dashing down the drive.
“Misses” he said,
“Is this number twenty seven?
“Eh . . . NO
It’s twenty five.”
(c) Eithne Reynolds