I love 'Reader's Letters

For here the people speak

I love, too, our Poetry Corner,

I read it every week.

Letters tell of wrongs to right

Of things that shouldn't be,

And reflect what folk are thinking

And that means you and me.

But poetry tells of hopes and fears

Of loves, both new and old,

Of dreams, of things, and people

And memories which ne'r go cold.

So life goes on, it takes all sorts,

The writers and their readers,

Each with their lonely secret dreams

Down memory lane they lead us.

Submitted by Des Reed

Malton

Updated: 12:11 Thursday, February 14, 2002