The Florists Shop

The Florists Shop

Opposite the church you were, in a small shop premises.
At the end of a row, of small shop premises you were.
And in it was Jean and in front of it was flowers in black buckets
and inside was flowers in green buckets and there was a interflora
poster on the wall. At the back of the shop was the counter, till and
preparation area. During my lunch hour I would spend time
nursing a china cup of tea and a cold sandwich. The tea was sweet
and warming and the conversation was friendly and the smell of
flowers overwhelming. I never got hayfever in that shop though
I suffered badly. I never grew up to be a florist although I once gave it a shot. I dont have any china tea cups and i don’t have any friends
called Jean these days but the memory of it remains. The Florists Shop.

Published by Andrew Mark Watkins

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