Food for thought


Sitting round the boiler
In the old school room
We sewed as we sang
“Flow gently sweet Afton…”
Stoking memories for the future
Solid fuel for our fires
Sited next to the cattle market Early lessons in fatality
Like lambs to the slaughter, we.
Filtered by failure, our futures foretold
“You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.

I wonder where they are now

I wonder where they are now

5 thoughts on “Food for thought

  1. Thanks for liking my post! ‘You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear’ – my mother used to say that! Mum had a lot of funny sayings and they still come into my mind every day, even though she is gone now.

    People’s words remain even when they are no longer here. That is how the person’s influence lives on! Nice to meet you. Have a Happy Easter. 🙂


    • It’s funny how these little things bring loved ones back to life for us. My mum was a strong Geordie woman and she had a way of summing people up in a single phrase.
      Thanks for reading and commenting x nice to meet you too and
      HAPPY EASTER to you


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