|One of those old English bridges I love so much.|
Here's an old poem I came across - I would say, written probably in the mid 60's.
"To feel the glow of the morning sun
To see a day that has just begun
To jump and dance and swing so high
I feel I can almost touch the sky.
To walk and see such wonderful things
To see a bird and long for wings
To wonder what the flowers say
And look for where the fairies play
To just be me - in every way
and not worry what the others say
For I have never seen the world
It's heartbreak tears and sorrow
I've never felt the loneliness
Or dreaded a tomorrow.
I've only seen the lovely things
The robins nest, the birds that sing
The kindest voice, the softest hand
The playing of a big brass band.
For I am only five - so young
So happy - isn't everyone?
And, just for fun, a paragraph from the news letter put out by Allsop & Co., my last employer in London, England.
..."Mrs. Naida Flower, formerly Personal Assistant to the President, has now left work to be closer to home, and has been replaced most ably by Miss Donna Parker, who originally hails from Canada, but is working in this country to gain, as she puts it, "experience in the English way of life"." Ha! Ha! That was a fun place to work. All the west end stars used Allsop for their housing needs. It was never a surprise to see the likes of Diana Rigg pull up in her rolls and take Harold out for a spin.
Enough of the past. It's a new year. Time to look forward and set my intentions. I am, however, considering gathering my writing together into a book. For that, I need to look back.
Thanks for dropping by today. Always lovely to see you here. Hope you all had a wonderful creative day.
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future, without fear.