My First Ever Poem Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Many many years ago
when I was just a child,
a schoolboy sent me presents
and my heart beguiled.

Monday, he gave me a necklace
Tuesday, a good luck charm;
Wednesday I had some perfume
and a bangle for my arm...
On Thursday he brought a sparkling ring
Friday, some bows for my hair,
but when I answered the door at the
weekend, his sister was standing there.
'Give back those presents' she said
with a scowl, 'they are not his to give;
they are mine! ' So I gathered them up
and I handed them back, except for a
verse he had signed, and I quote:

'Roses are red,
violets are blue
sugar is sweet my love,
and so are you.'