Over The Bridge! ….And round the Bend!
Several life-times reach back to childhood – where memories wear so thin,
Where wanderlust found his way over the bridge – and took the world within!
Checking under stones for Bullheads and sticklebacks – wading in the flow,
Under the arches in the shade and the shallows where the Trout are free to go!
A dry-spot to shelter my smoke as it smouldered – along to the deep dark pool,
Where thought could linger round the bend of ripples – the trees they kept you cool!
Enter the discovery and the passion for words – with the shaping of the ink,
With a timeless wonder and a rummage of thoughts – it really makes you think!
A place where nature tours with the seasons – with the contours and their form,
Where the time and pace it strokes your face – its comfort keeps you warm!
Where contemplation gathers at stop-off points – painting a different scene,
Many a moment considered and reasoned – where the footsteps have always been!
There’s a reception I get – returning from journeys – as I find a long lost friend,
The more things change – they stay the same – Over the bridge and round the bend!