by Sally Gardner | Dec 2, 2011 | Poetry
He came out from the crowd and grasped my hand “Where have you been? So long since we have met. But you were so ill, and you look so well!” I kissed his cheek. “And so do you,” I said. For we had both looked in the eyes of Death. We moved apart with vows to meet up...
by Sally Gardner | Mar 8, 2010 | Poetry
Look up, look up, The trees are dancing, choosing summer clothes, The branches clitter-clatter in the breeze. Look up, look up, The clouds are skittering, scattering scarves of gauze Listen, listen High in the sky the birds go chitter-chatter. Look down, look down,...
by Sally Gardner | Dec 15, 2007 | Poetry
T’was the night before Christmas – the moaners are out; ‘Let’s run Britain down’ is what they love to shout. Our Country so lovely, and our people so free, Just where on the earth would they rather be? So there’s much that is wrong – life’s not always...
by Sally Gardner | Oct 31, 2007 | Poetry
My Dad went off to fight the war Left Mum expecting me. Home for a hug when I was born, Then back across the sea. The beach was full of noise and death The rear guard was his post He did his duty on that day And stayed when all was lost. From France to Germany they...
