“Is she your daughter”, he said.
A shake of a grey head.
“Just my friend”, he made reply.
And sought not The other’s eye.
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“Is she your daughter”, he said.
A shake of a grey head.
“Just my friend”, he made reply.
And sought not The other’s eye.
K Morris - Poet 
Oh! Naughty goings on?
Oh I don’t know, but perhaps so …
Reblogged this on OPENED HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
Many thanks for the very kind share, Michael. And please accept my apologies for the very long delay in replying. I’ve only just come across your reblog whilst re-reading this poem. Best wishes. Kevin