Harry's a slow burnerOriginally Posted by Harry H Howgill
but with his art
he is a real head turner
freckle is no good at rhyming
and she better curb her line in.....
erotica and misery
Boom Boom! Tush.....!
Harry's a slow burner
but with his art
he is a real head turner
freckle is no good at rhyming
and she better curb her line in.....
erotica and misery
Boom Boom! Tush.....!
Last edited by freckle; 30-12-2009 at 12:31 AM.
I'll be ploughing through the snow judging by the view from my window, but by eck i'm off out, never got round to it today and it's made t'job worse, plod tomorrow, race on New Year's Eve, Mrs. first fell race on New Years Day and a 30 mile trog at weekend whatever the weather should sort me daft ead outRun like the wind Merry............................................
Sounds like a recipe for a soothed soul if ever I heard one! Enjoy it.....whens the BGR ?I'll be ploughing through the snow judging by the view from my window, but by eck i'm off out, never got round to it today and it's made t'job worse, plod tomorrow, race on New Year's Eve, Mrs. first fell race on New Years Day and a 30 mile trog at weekend whatever the weather should sort me daft ead out
Here is a poem for Merrylegs.
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the race you're started seems all uphill.
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Races are hard with their twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns.
And many a fell runner turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another go.
Often the finish is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man.
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup.
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar.
So stick to the race when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.
(Anon - as modified by me)
Cheers, just click on my sig, date's there
HHH - just catching up with the thread tonight.
If i had a top 5 - this little gem would be very comfortably in it!
Timely and brilliant.
Ooooooo not that long, the excitement!Cheers, just click on my sig, date's there
Evening OW, cheers for that.
So much is in the timing. Sieze that day when it arrives.
It's notOoooooo not that long, the excitement!
Need to get me head rightThe rest will follow.
Merry - 3 lines saying a lot there. And a fair bit of empathy from the house of Whippet.Today's been a long day, full of fear and doubt,
I've let the demons have their way, they laugh tonight,
Tomorrow will be different, i'll run and leave them behind
Like your poem MG
Caring bunch indeed freckle
Love Tri-Minds poems too and agree, can't plan em, just let em out.
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