I am always on the lookout for old postcards ,
Christmas 1916 , to a Miss G Roberts.
My friend is me
whom i have fancied cold in early days of converse -
But whose hold upon my heart strings few to links of gold .
My dearest ,
how do you like this one , but it`s not so pretty
as the ones you sent me .
can i come and help you after work tonight , carry your
--------- ? for you ,
goodnight my dearest