Wondered now where comfort lies, whose bedpost's next for notches
Didn't they all tell her that the sun shone just for them?
Sparks flying from volcanoes, pretty prisms from her gems
Catch a winner, smile for lenses, pretty in her pink
Not as cruel and heartless as the mourners like to think
Her smile and touch felt genuine, a presence so proud of
Not an inkling, ever showing her incapable of love
But she kept most of her promises, was faithful and complete
Earned her marriage title, through the simplest of deceit
Yet, the clock was sighing verily, the end was drawing near
Nursing wife in silk and satins, contentment in his twilight years
Perhaps it wouldn't take too long, for the phone to carry care
From widowers reminding her that they'll always be there.
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I was delighted to see a Jack Vettriano picture prompt. The artist took a keen interest in my friend Linda's dog, Alexandra Goldendoodle, (whom she is training for the Canine Partners for Scotland charity) at a function in Glasgow. Jack happily posed with Alexandra for a snap and is now in an album with the shaggy heroine with loads of other celebrities - including my son - who have been asked to pose with the wonderdog to help boost charity funds.
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