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Good Manners

 
I held the door to allow a lady to enter a shop
And as a result I got a very pleasant surprise
For she stood, looked at me, and said “Thank You”
Her good manners brought a tear to my eyes
 
For good manners are very scarce today
I thought they had been consigned to history
Why this should be is hard to understand
In fact it has become quite a mystery
 
For when we were young we were taught to be polite
To stand up on a bus to let a lady sit down
But that does not appear to be the practice today
As I observe when I travel on the tram into town
 
Are good manners not being taught in our schools
Are the teachers too busy teaching dancing and singing?
We should never underestimate good manners
For they are a sign of a good upbringing
 
It has been said that good manners cost nothing
But their benefits are hard to evaluate
They can have a profound effect on our charisma
And can lift us from being average to first rate
 
Good manners help to improve relationships
And these are important as we travel on life’s way
For we all expect other people to respect us
And it is important that good manners are taught today 
By Ron Martin

The workhouse

Heavy steps through

“The Archway Of Tears”

blow your candles out

at 8 o clock here,

you leave the house?

You lose your meal!

The severity of the law you’ll feel

when you’re locked up in a refractory cell,

Litchfield Street is worse than hell,

turn the capstan,

grind the corn,

Matron wakes you

at the crack of dawn,

we forget so easily,

we get fat and bald  in front of the T.V,

take time to read article 1.20

and spare a thought for these poor souls

 Robert Maccartney

I look to you

When I feel I can’t fight the world any more

I look to you for an open door

Your shoulder to lean on

Your hand to stroke away my tears,

Your soft voice to console all of my fears,

Your reassurance that you will protect

Me from harm and neglect,

I look to you for an open door

When I feel I can’t fight the world any more,

I need your gentle hand

To guide me through

The rough exterior of this land

I look to you for an open door,

I know you will understand

I know I will be safe and secure

I know you will be there for me

When I feel I can’t fight the world any more

I will be reassured

I won’t be hurt any more

Once I have entered your open door

Gillian Sims

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