My Mum told me, while wagging her finger,
"Your Name is BAR BAH RAH,
NOT .... Babs, Barb or Barbie
Don't you Let anyone call you anything else!"
People always got it wrong
I seemed to spend a lot of time explaining to people how to say my name.
I used to think...
"Wouldn't it have just been Easier to call me Rose like Dad wanted?"
It was a much prettier name, easier for people to spell and say and ...
I love Red Roses... if they're scented
I do appreciate pretty flowers.. but there's just this 'something' I love the scent of an old fashioned English Rose.
Whenever I get the opportunity to .... <inhales deeply>
because that scent opens some imagined place in my mind...
and ... possibly I hear 'Greensleeves' in the near distance...
Anyway.. I like it
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