John Knight Poems

Market Day at Langefni
We rise at the crack of dawn
The Market will start at ten o'clock
Cattle are groomed and the sheep all shorn
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When I was out walking with 'Buster' one day
I saw a poor dog near the road
She whimpered her fur was all dirty and grey
As down to the doggy I strode.
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This Poem is dedicated to everyone
who thinks their Town or Village
closes down in Winter!
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Crisp Winter, final season of the year,
Comes suddenly when awesome Autumn's past
The frost makes Winter mornings bright and clear,
But fosters Winter's biting icey blasts.
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When God made birds He made them very special
Their domain like His - the bright blue sky
Gliding very smoothly on their thermals
Envy of men - until we learned to fly.
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Trees in the Winter lose their leaves
Their Autumn glory blows away,
The ground their mulch and mor receives
As in the wind bare branches sway.
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National Happiness Month (UK) is 18 May to 17 June but you can start smiling today. Even if you don't feel like smiling - it always helps to lift the Blues! ! !

H appiness is catching - happiness is good
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England was a lot hotter in the First Century so instead fo wearing clothes we just painted ourselves in Woad which came in every shade of Blue. the Ataver Film reminded me of a song we used to sing round the campfire seventy years ago. My poem is an adaption of the song.

Ancient Britons never needed clothes
Silks and satins underwear or hose
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SEILTANZER (Tightrope Walker)

I had a friend - called Alan Stalker
Who was a fearless tightrope walker
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Thank you for the sun and showers
Thank you for the Springtime flowers
Thank you for the lambs that bleat
Thank you for the fields so neat.
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