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If….& …Then……

On May 15th  2013 I posted a blog post entitled An exceedingly good poet.

Today is August 16th 2013, it has taken me since then if not longer to add an addition to the famous poet Rudyard Kipling’s  words in his poem If ,  that would fit but also ring true to the rest of the poem to illicit the faithfulness, loyalty staminer and honour  of the content of the poem, yet make it apply in this century, as we can sometimes lose sight of these qualities. I have spent the last 32 years trying to instill these values into my charges, one day, as most days, it will ring true!

Pay special attention to the end of the poem if you are already familiar with it, I feel it will answer Bastet’s querie of May 15th.

And I dedicate this poem to all our Grandchildren, and hope they come, as we have, to live by it.


IF…..


IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
‘ Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

Addition ©G.W.W.Aug.2013

-And then again, if you’re a woman,

Then you’re day is not yet done!

(For all my girls!, & all of my grandchildren of whatever gender & Bastet )


 

Today is August 16th 2013, it has taken me since then, if not longer to add an addition to the famous poet Rudyard Kipling’s  words in his poem If ,  that would fit but also ring true to the rest of the poem to illicit the faithfulness, loyalty staminar and honour  of the content of the poem, yet make it apply in this century, as we can sometimes lose sight of these qualities. I have spent the last 32 years trying to instill these values into my charges, one day, as most days, it will ring true!

Pay special attention to the end of the poem if you are already familiar with it, I feel it will answer Bastet’s querie of May 15th.

And I dedicate this poem to all our Grandchildren, and hope they come, as we have, to live by it.


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From Clogs to Blogs!

Lately I have been complaining and be-moaning that there are not enough hours in the day! In particular not enough hours to devote to my blogs, which I take pleasure in writing. So with that in mind I wanted to join up a few things and prove to you the reader but most of all myself that we really have never had it so good! For instance in this day and age, some things just really flow together, with all this wonderful technology and media we can learn so much from the past, for example Channel 4’s timely appearance of the drama The Mill based on true accounts of Quarry Bank Mill Cheshire England and not so very long ago! 0fe4f9c4-6d35-4b4a-b25b-c5dacc43fc5a Click on the link to watch the trailer http://www.channel4.com/programmes/the-mill/videos/all/the-mill-coming-soon-trailer and recently a wonderful lady- Pamela- sent me this amazing poem which truly evokes the period too!  

©P.M.Jones 14.12.07

Clogs are black with holes for laces

clogs for work that take you places

to the pit and to the mill

down a hole or up a hill

mining coal or spinning cotton

skills that will be soon forgotten

every town had mills for cotton

every mill used many skills

spinning

weaving

docking looms

oily floors and noise that booms

miming words you could not hear

cost in hearing did prove dear

mill so hot your milk would turn

into cheese inside its churn

sterilized is what you got

if the mill was very hot

we had three mills in our village

people filed out like a spillage

workers tired, going home

to their loved ones,  some alone

clip, clip clop in clogs you’d hear them

up the street and through the gate

clip, clip clop the door is open

clip, clip clop sorry I’m late

oh! my poor feet

take my clogs off

where’s the salt and water hot

soak till soft

outcome the darners

taking out splinters

quite a lot

I’ve got Irwell in my body

I’ve got Irwell in my sole

I’ve got Irwell in my feet

love,

where it was,  now is a hole

now they’r building 30 houses

where the heart of the village was

they knocked em down

cause they were’nt needed

houses are because, because 

PEOPLE NEED HOUSES!

©P.M.Jones 14.12.07

Pamela now writes fairy stories which can be bought online visit her at http://www.celrinfairies.com/

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