I have used a postcard sent to my grandmother in 1926 for her 14th birthday. I have a very small collection of cards she had saved and passed on to me.
Between the wars
Dark days were briefly forgotten
In the blossoming of womanhood:
First job, first love and life was good.
The path ahead seemed full of love and gladness;
How could you foresee more loss and sadness?
But you were strong, a woman of your time,
Holding family and home together,
Through the Blitz, poverty and ill health,
With your kindness and spiritual wealth.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016