This is a poem that Dad wrote late one night!
Hope you enjoy this one!!

Midi playing

"In The Still Of The Night"!!


In the quiet and the stillness,
Of my own home, late at night.
When I have time to meditate,
And sort the wrong from right.

I wonder, have I been unkind,
To someone on this day.
Did I take time to speak to one,
I met along the way.
Did I lose my temper,
At someone I hold dear.
Did I take time for old folks,
And give them a word of cheer.

Did I have a friendly word,
For children at their play.
Meditate and think of these,
Then start a fresh new day.

E.H. Coe 1972