Taking my dogs on a raft trip to North Missouri,
Solomon, Jasper, Jetsam and baby Madame Curie,
None of us are swimmers, but there is no real worry.
We float along in peace, none of us in any kind of hurry.
On a blustery Sunday in May
an odd little message came my way
on a whispering wind from the west
in the strangest code it was dressed
Abel, Cain, Jacob, Esau, Samson, Delilah, it said
Single or married, we're all cut down in the end
Madame Curie, Einstein, Enrico Fermi, Christianity
Science's gleaming Cross wreathed with rosaries
Once the meaning I grasped, I inhaled to gasp
when struck dead by Cleopatra Philopater's asp
Nothing in life is to be feared.
It is only to be understood.
Marie Curie
Everything beyond death is to become loved.
We are only to be ego-identity stood under
as also eco-seated over.
NotNot Madame Curie
An eisteddfod* is arranged for March 1st
The whole school is encouraged to do their bit
Poetry wasn't my forte in those days
Art was not allowed for this
I decided I would sing a traditional song
Practised whenever I had a spare chance
My voice isn't perfect but I can keep a tune
As times gets nearer wished I had chosen dance.
March 1st arrives our national day, St David's Day
The school was buzzing with most of them here
I try to sing my voice has gone,
Panic sets in I said a prayer
They call out my name and the house I represented
Madame Curie was the one. I opened my mouth to sing
Not a sound came through, my eyes filled with tears
I had practised and practised to get right this thing
My voice I had lost, my nerves were in shreds
Felt like going home and taking to my bed
Instead I shrugged my shoulders, said. C'est la vie
What will be will be, will recite it instead.
They clapped me for trying, felt my shoulders go back
Instead of a song, they had it in verse
I hadn't let my house down just made a different attack
Quick thinking saved me, was just not as rehearsed.
*eisteddfod = annual Welsh festival artistic competition
Erma Bombeck, Words of Wisdom.
Coretta Scott King, Peace and Reason.
Rosa Parks, Stood Victorious!
Betsy Ross, Our Nations Seamstress.
Mother Mary, Bore Jesus in Bethlehem.
Harriet Tubman, Lead Slaves to Freedom.
Queen Ester, Saved her Nation.
Amelia Earhart, Gave all to Aviation.
Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt.
Joan of Arc, Martyred Standing the Test.
Florence Nightingale, Healed Soldiers Wounds.
Fanny Crosby, Blind but wrote Gods Tunes.
Madame Curie, Discovered Cures.
Mother Teresa, Fed the Poor.
Annie Oakley, World famous markswoman.
Harriet Beecher Stowe, Author of Uncle Tom's Cabin.
Dear Abby, Averting Trouble Big and Small.
Eve of Eden, First Woman and Mother to us all....
International Woman's Day March 8, 2008
Deducated To John Heck
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