Solitare put out her hand
patience walks the harbour strand
All pain without, and gainless trials
through many scenes with wry old smiles
Yet passion fills the sails and stands
enlivens hearts and strengh of hands
its profitful eriching swains..'
Re-count sweet tales aboard clattering trains
I will take a portion of its pay
to liven up a livelong day
Oh..' to draw real deep its heady power
from bud through to blossom; rich passion flower!!
© Joe Maverick 27/8/13