Kitty and Jack, both names I’d heard from childhood, though admittingly, Kitty was the shortened version of names like Kathleen or even more likely then and now, reference to a young cat. As a child I never knew the game of Lawn Bowls existed, but at Whangarei in the...
A Kathy Lawson Poem Early, before the club house comes alive Many of its members, towards PATTY drive Greenkeepers prepare for use today A tournament at Patumahoe, will play During summer, bowling green the prize Smooth and even, for lawn-bowls to drive Pampered and...
To climb the ladder of success. We have to strive to do our best. Our parents try to build our dreams. Dreams are free, when talent’s lean. Some are born to make the grade. Knocking plodders in the shade. To marry a star can be a strain. They’ll stand in sun, you...
Time never stands still, and decisions made seal, fate for others, as we go, through life hoping to know. How the future goes for us, through a life without fuss, how we accept our life to be, whether happy holds the key. Accept we need ups-downs-too, to understand...
I sensed the hush silence as you walked away. But I made a decision for me that day. Our dreams and hopes were to be shared. I might walk alone, but I won’t be scared. Yes you’ll watch from the shadows I know. And many times when you’re feeling sad-low. You’ll reach...
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