This week’s poems are by Jules and Wilf Daniells.
Thought I saw you today love
In the garden near the fence
Quickly smoking a ciggie and looking tanned like you used to before you got ill.
When life made sense and days were just an endless haze of happy little things we used to do together.
Such simple pleasure.
You used to love the garden
Sitting near the pear tree drinking coffee and doing the crossword,
Watching the birds and bumble bees playing in the jasmine.
You used to tell me to stop and sit with you and for a while I’d do just that.
We shared such happy moments.
But those were the days before you died
Oh Lord, I wish I’d known and stayed there longer by your side.
Toffee is a lovely mix
Of treacle boiled with sugar
It’s ready when it really sticks
And sets when dropped in water
Pour it in a greasy tray
With sultanas and nuts in
And let it cool for half a day
It’s ready then for eating
First you have to take it out
And break it into pieces
Don’t give it to folks round about
But save it for your nieces
They just love its sticky taste
For toffee they adore
They’ll eat it all with frantic haste
So go and make some more.