The BookPublisher's Acknowledgment Author's Foreword
ContentsCould I forget? The Cross What Profit a Man? May 1940 June 1940 Hyde Park Orators Are You Doing Your Bit? Home The Haven of Love Afterglow The Six Dolls Forget-me-not My Little Ship Mother's Day The Easy Way Mother Flea The Stockings' Lament The Gamble Who Was It? A Mother's Right Teach me to be Humble
F O R E W O R D
Into the realm of fantasy I've wandered for
Spoken of souls - and human things, and done
my best to tell
Of many people I have met, of little things
I've written of my inner thoughts - the ugly and
Some are rhymes of nonsense - jumbled words
of this and that,
Moments when my pen ran wild, as at my
desk I sat,
Pass them by with scarce a look - they're only
worth a smile!
And dwell on those you like the best, the class
that suits your style.
There are lines with hidden meanings, full of
passion, and of love,
And words of joy and kindness, inspired by
Messages for old and young - a tiny peep of
Just look beyond the clouds, kind friend -
perhaps there's one for you!