Monday, August 15, 2011

A LINK WITH THE PAST


                                                  
A little bit of the past was brought home to me today
wrapped in brown paper, caring and love.
Black and white, pen had captured the spirit of the past
a once grand hotel, the Bellevue, lives again
in the glory of the artist's pen
wrapped grandly in old lace
standing in majestic splendour
beckoning to memories of a bygone era…
pleading to be remembered, for the years it served
until it was destroyed in the dead of night
complete with memories and the anguish
of all those who mourned it's untimely demise.

Accompanying it was an older sketch of memories,
fondly known as the Windmill.
It was sketched in old style, with scenes
evoking thoughts of those who knew our town
so long ago.
What would it have been like to live then?
Alas, we'll never know, but we can still dream,
providing our city fathers leave us some links
with the past, with our heritage.

A little bit of the past was brought home to me today
wrapped in brown paper, caring and love.
Crissouli (c)


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