In A Snood Like Juliet's

in a snood like Juliet's, Grandmother said,
you will go out in all weathers;
music be with you, Angela, and God

who honors prayer.
and I still hear you everywhere,
wherever I go;

your low voice quoting Tennyson
or to your self be true;
be good, let others be clever.

and now the weather is rough
and I miss you so much
and I have been true to music in my time;

at least, to poetry, and found the lessons hard
and harder to learn once I left the yard
where the roses blew 

and turned the corner
trying not to look back
though you were still in view.

mary angela douglas 3 june 2016