Lyr. Add: I Wore My Canary Suit
Agatha Christie

I wore my new canary suit
To go and meet my love,
We talked and talked of everything
In earth and heaven above.

I went again to meet my love,
The years had flitted by,
I wore my old canary suit
To bid my love goodbye.

I took it to a jumble sale
But brought it back once more
And hung it on an inner peg
Within my cupboard door.

I shall not meet my love again
For he is in his grave.
So- I've an old moth-eaten suit
And he is young and brave....

1965?
For some reason, this little poem rReminded me of Dark Sheila, although quite different.
Agatha Christie, 1973, Poems, Dodd, Mead & Company.