Stone on stone the wall was begun
By this humble man and his son
With care and devotion he built the wall
As though it were a cathedral
After the last stone was laid
The bishop a journey made
Next to the wall he trod
Blessing it in the name of God
When the builder was laid to rest
It was near the wall he loved best
Time passed and memory grew dim
Now no one remembers him
Around the church there is no monument so grand
As the wall built by his skillful hand
Today his loving touch can be seen
In every stone and mortar in between
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem stems from my childhood. My classroom looked out on an old church wall. I admired it\\\'s construction and wondered about the scenes from the past that had taken place before it. The poem is also about the forgotten craftsmen who built our wonderful monumental buildings
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very nice reflection. Well done! Cheers
Hi, Many thanks for your comment. I must try your soup recipe. Like (envy!) your lifestyle, I to have a great affinity with water. My diving and sailing days, mainly in UK waters, are behind me now but I have wonderful memories.
It’s the same feeling I get when I look at any well crafted old construction – the when and the how. Enjoyed your short well constructed piece.
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Hi, Thanks for the relevant comment, glad you to appreciate well crafted things. I like your approach to writing poetry. Better luck with the penguins.
Loved it!
Hi, Thanks for your comment. I sense both sadness tempered with an optimism in you writing. It has left me with the thought that people exist in our memory.
Very good words, that wall shows the mans love for all.
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Hi, Many thanks for your encouraging comment. Looking out of the window your poem, This Light, sums it up. Writing a poem a day seems a very difficult task.
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