I’ve been trying to write a poem about love for a wedding this summer but as I’m on antibiotics which are real downers, I’m not sure how romantic I’m feeling at the moment so I thought I would seek inspiration in Young Love magazine. Well! It’s certainly opened my eyes.
I’m particularly drawn to Mary Robin R.N., that most caring of nurses who just doesn’t seem to get what she so obviously deserves…
…or maybe she’s getting a bit too much of it.
Mary had better be careful or she’ll end up like the poor girl below who is torn between two worlds poor thing. Should she go off with the chisel-jawed guy who loves her or should she spend the rest of her life in some drafty old convent with a load of old nuns? Hmm, maybe there’s a romantic poem there.
