Blake with a Mullard relation, Sam.
BLUE MONDAY
THE IMAGE
What they gazed at long ago
Is clearly not for me to know.
They see a picture that delights;
Something they have in their sights.
The digital age, when all the action
Is captured in instant satisfaction.
They capture an image, and so do I;
Something to treasure as the years go by.
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GRANDMOTHER'S GARDEN
In the Hunter Valley Gardens there are beds amassed with roses
And there we find these children in a myriad of poses!
Figures cast in bronze cavort upon the tended grass
But a lady made of flesh and blood attracts us as we pass.
Her husband was the benefactor who laid-down the whole park,
In business enterprises he had always made his mark.
And when he planned the Gardens as the zenith of his life
He kept a special area to pay tribute to his wife.
Here she is surrounded by grandchildren having fun;
When the next one comes along they add another one!
She must be very proud of this, her own especial place.
I'm sure, if you look closely, you'll see a smile upon her face!
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