The Lovely Young Lady From Macclesfield
Sixty years ago todayyou married
this lovely young lady
from Macclesfield
‘What lady? Where?’
Right here beside you
holding your hand
Bemused and wide-eyed
my father stared
at my brother’s moving mouth
from whence came these
strange yet wondrous words
Then, oh so slowly
he turned his head
and looked at my mother
as if for the first time
and smiled
the sweetest smile
I have ever
seen
