Tag: Poet

Quote Of The Week

‘I’ll not be vain or conceited anymore. People will think much less of me but that can’t be helped.’ But the funny thing was that everyone thought much more of Clickety Clack when he became humble and modest. They liked him very much, and often had happy evenings with him in his little toadstool cottage.’

Clickety Clack from Round The Clock Stories – Enid Blyton

Poem by Auntie Winnie

My husband’s Auntie Winnie was a lovely person. She was one of the first people he introduced me to and she warmly welcomed me into her family, twenty seven years ago. She was a much beloved sister, wife, mother and grandmother. Winnie sadly passed six weeks ago. Throughout her life, she was a prolific poet and writer. This was one of her very many poems, which was discovered after her passing.

‘What is it that beholds an air

A footstep on the stair of life

A whispered thought still in my mind

Of what I’ve lost and cannot find

Still I will seek until the day

My melancholy slips away

And when that comes

And heartaches cease-

I will know at last

I’ve found my peace.’

by Winnie Stephenson