by Ruth Rayment | Oct 9, 2010 | Poetry
Let the eagle fly They say Let the smallest Of all amongst thee, Go free Let the wind Approach the heavy beacon And allow this Thing of beauty to fly Depart at noon To rise at sunset The eagle must learn to fly Embrace the world At it’s glory From the clouds view Let...
by Ruth Rayment | Oct 9, 2010 | Poetry
Your country needs you Is that what that man preached to you With worn out posters And a plead in his eye This country needs you As I apply Your country needs you Oh what a view The time is amoung us Now what do I do … Your country needs you Is that what the man...
by Ruth Rayment | Mar 28, 2010 | Poetry
Who fought never giving in Made a joke At the merry inn Were thrash um Were slash um Dent the pupils of their eyes right in Were fight for England Were fight for the queen We’re get back what is rightfully ours And while we do were sing out loud These are the days...
by Ruth Rayment | Jul 9, 2009 | Stories
His name was Christopher Gordon Rayment. Born July 2nd he grew into the Rayment regime History Background and was lively full of soul and passion for helping those around him those who needed to laugh, those who needed support and encouragement, those who needed a...
by Ruth Rayment | Jun 22, 2009 | Poetry
With every lasting tear on your grave I’ll put you flowers down to say that I came But when I know I have to talk to you through the skies I wonder are you listening to my sighs As my pain becomes numb I wait for you to arrive and to make Your presence known To let me...
