That's the best news I've had this week, Harry.  That's a pretty special combo, I'd say. 

You'll be in my thoughts and prayers this week, Harry.  God bless!!

Will you be posting some pics of your vacation?

Ruth posted :- Harry and Wolf!!! My, my, my.  Awesome poetry!!! Is it the English genes or the Aussie air.  LOL

I think it comes from being a sentimental romantic fool Ruth. Though I have always liked poetry. The mood just takes me sometimes, the poetic juices flow and then again not. I think for me it depends how I feel .

When I was a lot younger I found it easy to write a song if I was either in a new relationship or going through a breakup.

I wrote this poem three years ago.  It won an award in a major competition.  It is also the opening page of a coffe-table  book of peotry which was put together by a Poetry workshop, to which I once belonged.
 

Nocturnal Infants

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Sleeping calmly mid sheets of cotton
Breathing shallow, dreaming on
Visions vivid and untarnished 
His, alone, impropriation
Profound in silent reverie
Of what, we know not, nor beseech

Night-birds' call in raucous fashion
Divides the dark’nd starlit sky
Yet it wakens no somnolence
Slumb'ring peaceful in repose
O'er all space and endless time
Earthlings, sleeping and benign

Daybreak waiting, soon its advent
Soundless, sightless, delitescence
Breaking through the distant crust
Of the earth from whence they came
And remain until this moment
Creatures of God's benevolence

Thence the babes of Nature’s giving
End their night-minds book of frescoes
Painted endlessly on walls.
Of dreams composed of flights of fancy -
Of angels and their winged companions
Awaken to their mother’s arms.