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Changes? What changes?
No one wants to argue, we want to stay the same,
Keep it as it used to be, no need to complain -
Of course we're losing members, one by one they die,
But long as we enjoy ourselves, there's no reason why
We should make any changes to the things we do
After all they're good enough, right now, for me and you.
Brian Hick June 2013 after church meetings.
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You have a sense of humour - well, of course,
Given the dire vicissitudes of life
Where everything seems to go from bad to worse;
You have a sense of humour.
Just when it seems that despair was rife,
There was no hope, life lay under a curse,
Up you pop and sort out all our strife,
Answering prayer, cutting to the source
Of disaffection with a Shepherd's knife
That heals, without an inkling of remorse.
You have a sense of humour.
Brian Hick June 2013
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Ludlow Psalm
I cannot see the river far below
But I can hear it tumbling on the weir.
Amid the tree, rough walls and ivy cheer
The darkening trunks, and small spring flowers grow
In brief profusion. Here, close to the keep,
The battled walls and greying ramparts rise
From banks of rain-washed grasses to thin skies
Of slowly drifting clouds, pointing toward sleep.
Between recitals, before the evening meal,
I have these moments to myself - no, no,
Not to myself, for you are here, and so
Each sight, each sound, is shared, become more rea;
For knowing you are always here with me
Transforms each moment to eternity.
Brian Hick May 2013
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