‘I
am a Queen in my palace.
I have to remember to lift my skirts as I walk
like the ladies in the olden days.
Grandfather kissed my hand
And said, ‘Your Majesty’.
Grandfather has a junk shop where
his granddaughter
likes to play. It is a
treasure trove of clothes to dress
up in, boxes full of old postcards to look at, chairs
with forgotten oddments stuffed down the sides,
constantly chiming clocks all showing a different time
and a television set that nearly works.
ISBN-Paperback: 1-86388-088-7
