Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
21st October 2022
Mother's Garden
My mother kept a garden,
A garden of the heart;
She planted all the good things
That gave my life its start.
She turned me to the sunshine
And encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
The seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rain came,
She protected me enough
But not too much because she knew
I'd need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example
Always taught me right from wrong.
Markers for my pathway
That will last a lifetime long.
I am my mother's garden,
I am her legacy
And I hope today she feels the love
Reflected back from me.
17th October 2022
....always a cup of tea in a pretty cup and slice of cake for your sweet tooth on a pretty tea plate
17th October 2022