• Autumn Lanes

    Winding lanes my footsteps trace,
    Now covered in the leaves’ elaborate lace,
    The giant, blazing trees, restlessly sway
    Ov’ where their conkers and acorns lay.... more »

  • The Last Post

    Softly falls the autumn leaf,
    Then silently it lies with a sigh of relief;
    On the stone of the Cenotaph it rests now, quite still,
    As with the beauty of Elgar the air it does fill.... more »