by Guy Cecil | Jan 27, 2010 | Poetry
A noble woman of noble birth Who founded nursing throughout the earth. Devoting her life, her body and soul To making the sick and the wounded whole. With her oil-lit lamp, she walked the wards, Tendering the victims of guns and swords. While the noise of the brutal...
by Guy Cecil | Sep 16, 2009 | Stories
My mother was an actress, dancer and singer on the West End stage in London. She usually performed in musical comedies which were very popular in those days. This was an era before the invention of radio, television, movies etc. Everybody would go to the theatre. My...
by Guy Cecil | Sep 16, 2009 | Stories
( Two years in Pakistan ) During my last few weeks in Calcutta, I received my embarkation orders to proceed back to the UK for demobilization. So I went through a period, once again of bidding farwell to all my many friends that I had made in Calcutta. Sir David Ezra...
by Guy Cecil | Sep 16, 2009 | Poetry
In early spring, the crocuses Push their little heads above The winter frozen ground. The daffodils spring forth Extending golden heads to the sun they love. Forsythia and lilacs burst into bloom. The buds of perennials and trees Turn into flowers and leaves with room...
by Guy Cecil | Sep 16, 2009 | Poetry
When with the deep sincerity and trust Of youth, I gave my heart, receiving one, Then hopes, ideals, ambitions, all which must Bloom once in human life before the sun Of love’s first dream, sprang into blossoms rare And wonderful, tinged with the rosy light Of...
