Edinburgh

ABC WEDNESDAY

Letter 'E'

EDINBURGH

I have visited Edinburgh several times

But the visits have been brief,

A passing mix of happiness

Tinged with the pain of grief.

I first went there when in my teens,

A hitch-hiker back then,

Thumbing my way round England,

To the North and back again!

My memories are very vague

Lost in the mists of time,

But certainly I do recall

Hitch-hiking was no crime.

My second visit was tragic.

I returned from overseas

Because my sister was dying

From Hodgkinsons disease.

She was married to a Scotsman

So my parents stayed up North.

I was teaching, by then, in Deal,

So I travelled back and forth.

This was a very unhappy time,

For all the family,

But I could tell what a lovely place

 Edinburgh could be.

Finally, not long ago,

We were there on holiday;

My god-daughter, called Julie,

A doctor, was there to stay.

And her mother, Althea, my friend,

Was there on holiday too,

So touring the lovely city

Was a wonderful thing to do.

And what a wealth of history

We discovered at every turn!

So much to see, so much to do,

And what a lot to learn.

I never saw the great Tattoo,

The tourist 'must' to see,

But wandering with Althea

Was good enough for me.

The Castle from the old city.

Calton Hill near where Julie lived.

An historic lane.

A famous landmark with a history.

(A dog that waited for his dead master for years.)

An old picture of the hospital where Mollee died.

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LILIBET

We were little girls together, Lilibet and I,
Living in the same country, under a rain-washed sky.
But she never knew about me, and why should she, for you see
I wasn't even aristocracy.
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Her face was on the biscuit tins, with Princess Margaret Rose,
Both of them so pretty, striking a regal pose,
I'd think about those little girls, comparing them with me
For I wasn't even aristocracy.
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Their lives seemed such a fairy-tale compared with other girls!
Their pretty dresses, smiling faces, and carefully brushed curls,
I used to wonder to myself how it could possibly be
That I wasn't like the aristocracy.
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But Wealth and Crown have dwindled as objects of desire
For Health and Happiness, to me, now rank a great deal higher.
And I am quite contented with my lowly family-tree
And they're welcome to it.......aristocracy.
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