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A poem by Glyn Watkins for Walburgas Day 25th February 2006 The mark of 3 - 6 - 5 odd thrilling turns An applauding round filling the day To mark the rises shows there's breath still spare Knowing enough to have a care With enough free flowing to find the will The dark of balance that oil still earns In storming sound, stilling the way A bark with prizes, past the safe light's glare Blowing enough for the sailor's dare Safe enough rowing for the planters drill The spark of seasons often grilling burns Or pausing ground with chilling lay Yet if lark still rises with a sowing pair Growing enough to heal the wear Gaining enough from mowing to bless the still Then the oil of blessing should smooth the will. |
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