Lives of great men will remind us
We can make our lives sublime
And,departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Longfellow
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I saw a jolly hunter
With a jolly gun
Walking in the country
In the jolly sun.
In the jolly meadow
Sat a jolly hare.
Saw the jolly hunter.
Took jolly care.
Hunter jolly eager-
Sight of jolly prey.
Forgot gun pointing
Wrong jolly way.
Jolly hunter jolly head
Over heels gone.
Jolly old safety catch
Not jolly on.
Bang went the jolly gun.
Hunter jolly dead.
Jolly hare got clean away.
Jolly good, I said.
Charles Causey - (24 August 1917 – 4 November 2003) was a Cornish poet, schoolmaster and writer. His work is noted for its simplicity and directness and for its associations with folklore, especially when linked to his native Cornwall.
Looks like exciting walking Dad. Dramatic coastline and adventure - quietly jealous!
ReplyDeleteThe old lady who owns "The Cabin" in Seatown is my mother, Veronica Bickford; she was very excited to have you as her first guest. Thank you for letting her know about the lack of mirror and mugs; all constructive comments are welcome.
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May your journey continue well
Best wishes
Georgie
Stunning photos' despite the haze. Looks like magnificent walking.
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