For those who feel their health is on the wane.......

stansgran I'm gonna adopt it.

Yes but Luckygirl what about the beginning. I thought I had posted it but didn't. I quote it silently when DH and I are being incompatible "matched with an aged wife I mete and dole unequal laws unto a savage race." For savage race read extended family.

Spike Milligans epitaph
' I told you I was ill !'

This is an uplifting poem
This is an uplifting poem
This is an uplifting poem
This is an uplifting poem

Oh bugger that!

Definitely NOT the misery thread - if you look at the poem I posted is about valuing who you are as you are now - it is supposed to be uplifting, cheering and comforting to those whose bodies are in revolt!! - that was why I posted it.

Please write out a hundred times: This is an uplifting poem.

Well, I found the real misery thread, Gawd!got out of there pretty sharpish.

You will look like a little lost waif. "Where am I? Is this the misery thread...?"

Well, I wasn't going to, jingl but now you mention it....

Well, you've certainly made me laugh!

No It's flippin' well not! . You can't go on all the threads asking that merlot!

I believe so Merlot, I thought I would cheer it up.

Is this the misery thread?

Well, it's alright...... But nothing compared to

A thousand hairy savages sitting down to lunch,
Gobble gobble gobble, munch munch munch!
( Spike Milligan.)

Love it - real poetry!

Annie........ No.......

Don't reckon I'd get "sweeter manners" from McDonnell.

jingl, I didn't know you were a closet Corbynite!

Ana.

They will never ring that lot in, will they?

And this is so relevant today:

The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.

The "s are back - hooray!

Love Tennyson.

"Oh for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still"

From Break Break Break
(On thy cold grey stones oh sea)

Ignore the ??s - they should be quote marks of course.