Aunty Jill x

For me the worth was more than while for just one thought and just one smile.

As my Aunty Jill and i saw each others thoughts, and later talked liked friends.

So much for me to know she knows i’ve missed her.

And so as such i’ll show i love her, as a friend not just as my Father’s sister.

The red shorts were a distant muted laugh, and i’d forgiven her selling them on Arnold flea.

Until she smilingly gave me the photograph…..

Then passed it round, for all to see….
To be continued…..

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