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A narrow fellow in the grass – Your favourite poem


A narrow fellow in the grass
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him,–did you not,
His notice sudden is.

The grass divides as with a comb,
A spotted shaft is seen;
And then it closes at your feet
And opens further on.

He likes a boggy acre,
A floor too cool for corn.
Yet when a child, and barefoot,
I more than once, at morn,

Have passed, I thought, a whip-lash
Unbraiding in the sun,–
When, stooping to secure it,
It wrinkled, and was gone.

Several of nature’s people
I know, and they know me;
I feel for them a transport
Of cordiality;

But never met this fellow,
Attended or alone,
Without a tighter breathing,
And zero at the bone.
Emily Dickinson

Happy Fathers Day


1928 – 2011

I know you are no longer with us

There are things I wish to say

I never expressed my feeling

On this your special day

Is it to late to voice my love?

Of things I wished I’d said

Will you hear my plea?

Now that you are dead

I feel it’s very difficult

I don’t know where to start

For tears fall like a waterfall

As I suffer from a broken heart

My child I know your feelings

Theirs nothing for you to feel sad

You will now know the love

For you your Father had

Your Father is happy

He knows your words were few

For now you have a family

Who are very proud of you?

So when your family give you a card

Read the words on display

Know that verse is filled with love

To wish you happy Fathers Day

Malcolm G Bradshaw
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