A short note about today's poem. My eldest son Philip RIP my love. Told me that he didn't understand poetry it went right over his head. So I asked him to give me the first line for a poem and I would write one that he would understand. This is a little frivolous but it worked! The first line he gave me was Pass the soap

PASS THE SOAP

Said Daisy coyly “Pass the soap

forget your rubber ducky.

I’ll scrub your back if you’ll scrub mine.”

Said Edward, “You’ll be lucky!

Now move your feet, they’re in the way

my ducky wants to swim,

and I need lots of elbow room

to launch my submarine.”

Incensed, the furious Daisy rose

and stepped out of the tub.

“What happened to the romance, Ed ~

now you prefer your sub?”

She donned a robe and dried her hair

and screamed and cried and taunted,

but Ed, absorbed by duck and sub

ignored her rage undaunted.

So Daisy, bitterly bereft

said “Ed, you're such a dope”

then dropped the drier in the bath.

“You should have passed the soap.”

G.Galton