Our rose is giving us bloom after bloom and has such a lovely old fashioned rose scent. Does anyone else remember collecting the petals of roses and trying to make perfume? It always ended up as a rather gruesome mixture both in looks and smell!
Today I have sorted the place where I put cuttings and bits of paper that I want to keep for some reason. I’m not sure when I cut this rather lovely and very touching poem out of the paper. It’s by Christopher Reid who was the Costa Book of the Year winner in 2009 and was the Saturday Poem in The Guardian sometime in 2010.