25th August 2022 • The HERALD • Page 73 v THE NEXT HERALD IS OUT ON 15TH SEPTEMBER v Poets Corner HERALD RECRUITMENT PART TIME SCHOOL RUN DRIVERS REQUIRED We are currently looking for new drivers to fill rewarding, part time roles in our busy, family run business. We specialise in transporting disabled and vulnerable children and young adults with a range of special needs to school’s across Hampshire. All applicants must be physically fit, 100% reliable and punctual with a pleasant attitude towards others. A New Forest District Council Private Hire License would be an advantage, however, we can help you obtain this. In return we offer good rates of pay and a reliable and well maintained company vehicle. Our working days are Monday-Friday and approximately 17-20 hours per week during term times. These positions may suit retired or semi-retired persons but all applicants are welcome. To enquire in the first instance, please email: schooltransportsouthampton@gmail.com My First Parkrun by Mike Bennett So I looked in the mirror one day Must admit I was le in dismay Too much time on my bum Now has made me feel glum But I’ll sort myself out - that’s ok I will change to a tness regime To lose some of my weight is my dream Take a regular walk Eat less beef, lamb and pork And I’ll give up the doughnuts and cream ere’s a running club just down the road I will join, switch to ‘wellbeing’ mode ough I haven’t much pace I’ll sign up, do a race Starting gently I’ll build up the load I’ve just heard ‘bout the local park run ey’re most friendly, It could be quite fun I’m in need of some kit I just hope it will t But for running? - there’s little I’ve done I’ve made progress and bought stu to wear ough it’s snug and there’s no room to spare Now I’m looking the part I am ready to start My run tactics I’ll need to prepare I’ll position myself near the back Running smoothly I’ll move through the pack As the marshals all cheer I will shi up a gear Bide my time and then, mount my attack Starter’s call and I take my rst stride We set o like a tsunami tide But I’m soon on the wane And the pace can’t maintain What is more, I’ve a pain in my side Pressing on but the pain I can’t shi From the pack I have started to dri Now my legs feel like lead I’ve one thought in my head I’d give anything, now, for a li And that muddy stretch soon made its mark Not the easiest section of park Also gave me a scare Could be crocodiles there And I’m sure I heard someone shout “shark” Now a trudge, there’s a long way to go Just how far? - About 4K or so And I feel a bit sick I am not in good nick I can’t stop, I’m already too slow Some time later with “FINISH” in sight Can I get to the line? - think I might But with kind marshals there My success I can share If they said “you look shattered” - they’re right So I failed with my victory quest Cos I nished well a er the rest Sure, my time wasn’t fast Yes, I may have come last But at least I’ve a personal best Yes - my tactics I might need to tweak As improvement is something I seek I will need to train more But there’s one thing for sure I’ll be doing a park run next week! I had a girl called Penny, She wore a brand new dress. She left me for another, Now I’m penny less. I am now with another, Her name is Winifred. But she will never leave me, I’ve tied her to the bed. SHORT CHANGED by Jim Dolbear St. Gertrude is an angel She lived 2000 years BC Her life is one of solitude Sheer happiness is she When she went to meet her maker She knocked on heavens door Once to tell them she’d arrived Twice just to be sure! St. Gertrude lives in heaven She’s busy every day Heaven’s nights and days are one It’s just their funny way Washing cleaning ever day Non-stop chores without delay But she volunteers to escort the souls Of those who pass away Twice a week she journey’s Gathering souls anew Most will greet and follow From others it’s “no thank you” Some insist on staying on And wandering far away The living hear their mournful cries At the closing of the day St. Gertrude cares she’s well aware Of the souls she leaves behind She tries tempting them with chocolates Or whatever comes to mind Have no fear if Gertrude’s near She’ll have saved a place for you Accept her hand without demand She promises to help you through She’ll help you meet your maker She’ll knock on heavens door Once to tell them you’ve arrived Twice just to be sure! There’s a time to live and a time to die There’s a time to laugh and a time to cry Of time, we have no control of our own It is not invited but comes alone Whipping away our childhood and youth Before we know it, we’re long in the tooth! Precious time wasted as we scan past years The “if only’s” and “should have’s” bring on tears. “Use your time wisely” was advice given free Ignored of course, as just fiddle – de – dee. An age of understanding – now attained The years that once waxed long, have now waned. Planet earth suffers in just the same way As she gets warmer, her time ebbs away. Time does not wait, the clock ticks on, tick tock Time has her way, no time left to mock! We had our chances, when there was time. Alas, no time, as we and planet decline. TIME LIMIT by Dorothy Lockyer Are we nearly there yet? Says the voice in the car. “It’s been taking ages. Why is it so far? Can we stop soon? I do need a pee. My bum’s gone numb. How much further can it be? Are we nearly there yet?” “We’ve only done another mile!” Are We Nearly There Yet? by Marlene Parmenter Legend of St. Gertrude by David K Wilson His ngers clutch the steering wheel, I can see he is getting hostile. “But I really need to go”. Says that little voice once more. His mouth moved without sound, I’m pretty sure he swore! en suddenly he turns, And halts, making noisy skids. “Next time I’ll leave you at home, And just bring the bloomin’ kids”. Send in your poems by post: 2 High Street, Hythe, Southampton SO45 6AH or by email: editor@ heraldpublishing. co.uk
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