My April Fool

My April Fool

My boyfriend Davy was at the door

with flowers, chocolates and lots more.

‘Happy April Fool’s Day’ he said with glee

“I’ve put a twist on it, don’t you see?”

Oh how I loved this youthful beau

It brings back memories of long ago

He had blue hair and mine was red

It was the sixties, so no one cared.

Those days were different from years before

Folk then stayed together for evermore.

We loved freely then, and had lots of fun

My friend Davy was not the only one. 

As I grew from teens to womanhood,

I progressed through life as one should.

And Davy slipped away, into the past.

I sometimes wished it would have last.

I married a man, quiet, serious and sober

Of Years of tedium, we divorced one October

A childless union left me sad and alone,

for the rest of my life just to sit and moan

The grapevine works most of the time

But then their telegraph is more sublime.

Then came a moment to rejoice

Through the letterbox I heard a voice

It was Davy, not seen for such a while

I recognised him only by that old smile

Now an old man with chocolates and flowers

‘'twas truly April Fool, and the day was ours

Alfred Holt 2016