I wrote this poem for Darlene, a 'blend' of mine (see my 'Blendly' poem) whose Blog I've 'mislaid! If she reminds me of who she is I'll give her due credit! Darlene described how she misses an old gardening friend whom she knew as Miss Robbye. I wonder how many Bloggers remember a time when older friends, known quite intimately, were always addressed as Mr or Mrs. Now First Names are used indiscriminately.
MISS ROBBYE'S HOBBY.
A name that has an old-world chime....
It takes us back to a gentler time......
Once Christian names were used by few,
Only relations, one or two,
People who intimately knew
Her first name must have signified
Gardens and flowers were her pride,
Maybe her parents called her Rose,
Poppy, Iris, one of those.
Her name was certain to disclose
Your hundredth birthday comes and goes,
And time and tide forever flows.
Today your seeds are saved and sown
Your plants have multiplied and grown
And how I wish that I had known