On a cold winter's morn a surprise !
Delivered to our door, a wide white mystery
A package from England.
Addressed in a hand I knew not,
a sender address & postal code so vague.
Yet vaguely it tripped my memory
'TA' ? Taunton' said my mind but who ?
For those that I knew there,
Now are long dead
At the package I stared and felt carefully
Slim both ends yet fat in the middle.
Mystified I looked and listened
(No the English don't … send ?? )
So in normal fashion I tried
to prize paper apart - failed.
'Use scissors!' said She who knows
'O yes that's easier, how clever
Thank you' I said
The bright white outer layer removed
revealed a cat food box intricately cut.
Then playful poly-wrap with bubbles
that pop when squished.
(I enjoy to play as a boy !)
Layers next of fine dark blue tissue
with a carriage label attached
A private secret message from
A lass, an artist well read.
So unwrapped, lay a gift crafted by hand
In pride of place it now hangs and
Capturing early eastern light, flies
A Heron bright in clear centre panel
Etched, engraved forever in flight.
Our gratitude and thanks
to you dear liZZie