Time is so brief I fear
In which to have you near
Your work extends you so
And I love you so dear
Our work is all one though
Whichever path we go
A labour without peer
To set the stage aglow
Pursue dramatic art?
Sounds grand – but that’s our part.
The hospital has the Cedar Room
Where visitors may go to rest
From watching the very sick...
I’m back
Facing red Victorian brick and wet slate roofs
Little dear things the kids have given grace my space...
