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I am thrilled to see that this thread has survived. I have been away from home for a while but we move back home on Monday or Tuesday. I will add something during that week.

I big THANKS to you all.

Bridget :-D

“The truth I do not stretch or shove
When I state my dog is full of love.

I've also found, by actual test,
A wet dog is the loveliest.”

Pub notice - 'We serve drinks - not drunks'.

Dear Ladies and Gentleman

Hello

Hope you are okay.

Lovely thread.

Can I offer this poem?


"THE PROBLEM"


If all my love were little stars

They'd form a galaxy;

And should they change to raindrops

They would overfow the sea.


If all my love were music

You would hear a minuet;

And if it changed to waltz-time

We might be dancing yet.


If all my love were feathers

They would flight a million birds;

But now your hand is holding mine

I'm at a loss for words.


BY PETER CLIFFE


Take gentle care
Very best wishes
Elizabeth, EOS
xx

This is called 'Heartache' The dog concerned is a Cavaliar Spaniel.

I fell in love with a Labrador when I was only three,
He would oflen stroll by the garden gate
In the evenings after tea

He always gave me a friendly nod
And passed the time of day,
But never touched me nose to nose
Or asked me out to play.

I saved him crispy pieces of fish
And chocolate bones from tea
But I understood what I felt for him
Was not what he felt for me.

One day he came with a jaunty step
And a lady by his side.
She was truly a golden Labrador
And destined to be his bride.

My heart sank down to the tip of my tail
When I saw the way things were.
I gave him my finest chocolate bone
But he laid it in front of her.

I saw him rarely after that
And I think he moved away,
But I used to wait by the garden gate
When the sun went down each day.

I never fell in love again,
And nobody fell for me,
For I lost my heart to a Labrador
When I was only three.

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Hard work isn't easy.

Never leave anything where it isn't.

Dont worry about avoiding temptation,
As you grow older it will avoid you!!



Winston Churchill.

'Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of a joy, you must have someone to share it with'. (A Wistful Eye by D J Kelly).

Bomber Command

I found this poem by John M Milne (57Sqdn) and thought I would post it in remembrance of ALL those young men who lost their lives (one of whom was my father) and only now have finally had a memorial dedicated to their bravery'

A long cold night, a star filled sky,
A blackened out world below,
The grim faced crew on faith rely that they'll live to see tomorrow.
The searchlights sweep, the hell flak sent a thousand shards of steel.
But on they press then bold attack,
And hide the fear they feel.

For near six years, night after night, Squadron after Squadron,
Shattered the dream of Nazi might, it's power a sham illusion,
They shared a duty, fate and fear that forged uncommon pride,
And paid a price in lives so dear,
More than fifty thousand died.

I certainly can SuffolkVera, my elder grandaughter once said to me when she was about 2. " The thing is Granny, I'm your friend and you're my friend!" I too suffered from that lump!

My granddaughter, then aged 8 or 9, learnt about Japanese Haiku at school. The class were told to try and write one and that it should be 17 syllables in three lines of 5, 7 and 5 syllables. This is what she wrote, entitled One in a Million Nanny:

My special Nanny
I'm so glad we're family
You're the perfect one.

You can imagine the size of the lump in my throat when I read that one!

Sleep is a pointless waste of time.

The wise old owl sat in the oak,
The more he saw, the less he spoke,
The less he spoke, the more he heard,
Now wasn't he the wise old bird!


My children gave this to my Step- father for his birthday years ago in the form of a poster, he was very amused to realise how his grandchildren perceived him and put up in his study,I finally took it down some twelve years later after he and my mother had died. It is now in my own home, once again gracing a study wall!!!

Thank you for the welcome Lilyl. When I was at school we had to work our way through Wordsworth's Intimations of Immortality Ode. I admit I've forgotten most of it but a few lines (probably the most famous ones) have always stayed with me:

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:

A warm welcome to this site SuffolkVera, I hadn't heard that saying before and it really made me chuckle!!! looking forward to further 'contributions'!

I haven't posted on this thread before but I have been reading right through it over the last couple of days with great enjoyment. I've been reminded of some poems from my schooldays and have read some that are new to me. I shall have to find something to add myself. Just for starters, a favourite saying of my husband's:

You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar

Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy is the same.

Death leaves a heartache that no-one can heal,
Love leaves a memory that no-one can steal.

(From a headstone in Ireland.)

Die I must, but let me die drinking in an inn!
Hold the wine-cup to my lips sparkling from the bin!
So, when sngels flutter down to take me from my sin,
'Ah, God have mercy on this sot', the cherubs will begin.

(Walter Map 1140-1208).