For Sidney Hall

Thanx quite kindly Sidney Hall... 'Twas pleazure mine to you enthrall... Now 'tis so... mine the turn... To midnite lamp... so to burn... I'll burn that wick to very end... As your rimes of mind with time I'll spend... Such of course will fuel my fire... To pen again of your desire... For as we know to be certain sure... The thought as rime is e'er the lure... Such then so 'tis our fate... To live for that which we may create. SeaWolf