 'No matter how we try we can't rewind the years
Like tattoos they're the marks we leave behind The rhythm of our lives, the sound of our heartbeats Echo on forever down Copenhagen Street' From Copenhagen Street - for Rob Kelland : January 1954 - November 2014  Marching Men Under the level winter sky I saw a thousand Christs go by. They sang an idle song and free As they went up to Calvary. Careless of eye and coarse of lip, They marched in holiest fellowship. That heaven might heal the world, they gave Their earth-born dreams to deck the grave. Marjorie Pickthall - 1918 Even today we raise our hand against our brother... We have perfected our weapons, our conscience has fallen asleep, and we have sharpened our ideas to justify ourselves as if it were normal. Pope Francis - 2018  'My dream is of a place and a time where America will once again be seen as
the last best hope of earth' Abraham Lincoln  'Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.
Be kind. Always'. Ian Maclaren |
