Saturday, 23 May 2015

Farewell to Tom Paxton

I've seen Tom Paxton concerts for more than forty years,
His music either made me laugh or moved my heart to tears.
He ranted at hypocrisy, was furious at greed
But sang his greatest music for the poor and those in need.
He mocked the high and mighty and all that they stood for
And sang to make the nations no longer go to war.
He had every sympathy for the private in the field
Or those, who in adversity, would never ever yield.
He sang about his children and the lady by his side
Full of admiration, constant love and pride.
He gave me so much pleasure and songs that I could sing
To woo the lady that I loved much more than anything.
I sang his songs as lullabies when children would not sleep
And gave them wondrous memories that they will always keep.
His fifty years of touring may have come to an end
But that little man in denims will always be my friend
Farewell Mr Paxton you've been both good and kind
And that I'd forget you is "The last thing on my mind"!

Wednesday, 13 May 2015

Something Beautiful 

When I look around me, at all that God has made,
The wonders of the universe so brilliantly displayed.
The grandeur of the mountains, the power of the sea,
The beauty of the bluebells, under greenwood tree.
My heart is full of wonder at the trouble my God took,
For there is something beautiful, no matter where I look!

Saturday, 2 May 2015

Dartmouth 2
Dartmouth with its waters so green and slow and strong
The waltzing ferry tugboats push the cars along.
The multi coloured houses in Kings Wear sparkle bright
And the White sails of dinghies catch the morning light
The steam train whistle blowing and the cry of gulls above
Fill the air with music in the estuary I love
What better way to spend a day cruising in a boat 
Or watching other people live their life afloat
The walk from Little Dartmouth or the climb to Gallant's Bower
The sunshine and the gentle breeze with the bluebells in flower
Cream teas at the castle or pasties on the quay 
The stately Naval College is a wondrous sight to see
Is it any wonder that I'm always coming back
For I can think of nothing that this beauty spot can lack