But Jason never held such gold
when his men cried ''see, he has the Fleece!''
it seems now that my soul was sold
with you dear child sat on my knee.

Blessing me with this wealth of life
my only child produced such joy
her prattling now so shrilly piped
as she takes my specks for her toy.

Her strength in limb and in my pride
I cry '' see how she grips my ears
and almost stands!'' tis all from I
and swear, '' tis nails which bring the tears.''

(a triolet)


I wish I was a simple dream
never needing to waken up
unaware of all worldly schemes
I wish I was a simple dream,

not knowing of eternity
needing neither to eat or sup
I wish I was a simple dream
never needing to waken up.

(a rondeau)


Our Nursing folk all heroes now
front line troops embattled and how
in the face of this enemy
just carry on so bravely
professional to the last, unbowed.

If it ends will they take a bow
then slip back out of sight somehow
return to normal and just be
Our Nursing folk?

Those cool calm hands on sweaty brow
of Jane of Kate, Mohammad, vouch
that while they can they'll always be
there, taking care of you, of me
and this their dedication vows,
Our Nursing folk.

a triolet


So sweet a life it is when hand
is free to wave or wield a pen
not at command of any man
so sweet a life it is when hand,

may merely wave its magic wand
to have a man completely penned
so sweet a life it is when hand
is free to wave or wield a pen.