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Joy Poem

We all remember that dreadful day on 11th September 2001. Here is a short poem I have written to share with you all.

Long after eulogies have been said;
guilt, anguish, recriminations have been put to bed,
cherished memories float on battered minds
that lift the spirit, and a kind
of healing process then begins.

Dry-eyed – the well is spent –
a funny limerick is found…
a loving note he meant to send.

A breeze-born waft of jasmine
and she is there…
a burnished copper leaf
reminds you of her hair.

A favourite walk, café, a tune…
Memories held so dear,
you pray that time will not prune
too much and leave the futile fear
that one day the memory of their
earthly presence will all but disappear.

Meet The Author...
Joy Lennick
Who Am I?

Most important 'jobs:' wife and mother to three sons. Hooked on reading and writing from a young age (wrote a simple play in junior school: acted on the stage). Joined the library at seven and that was it; the love affair continues...

First worked as a junior secretary, then secretary. Favourite job: A publishing company, Kaye & Ward in the City of London.

Apart from the odd poem, letter and article in magazines, and one poem read on Bournemouth radio, had various poems published in anthologies and won a few prizes. Ran my own Poetry Club for a while. Published: Celtic Cameos & Other Poems.

Factual books published: Running Your Own Small Hotel, & Jobs in Baking & Confectionery (Kogan Page Ltd., London), Updated two other author's books. As Biographer:Hurricane Halsey (True adventure), Memoir: My Gentle War; Faction novel: The Catalyst. Several short stories published in WordPlay anthologies (one winning lst prize through 'Writing' magazine as the best writing circle anthology of 2012 in the UK). A Group Leader for Creative Writing for the U3A group in Torrevieja, Spain.
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