For Freda Streeter
It has been too long since our paths did cross,
Of Dover and thee my thoughts are frequent,
While training was tough I’ll grant it no gloss,
But the beach support was most excellent.
Freda, thou must use on us a tough love,
For thy tender heart is the most caring,
Yet thou doth know when we need a good shove,
Though some would rather bear a jelly’s sting.
Thee we thank for thy time and devotion,
Evermore revered all the world over,
And prepares us for the untamed ocean,
By guidance in the harbour of Dover.
Throughout the year, through fine weather or squall,
Thou art a champion for one and all.
(July 09)
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