Sunday’s poem

[Lyd12]

Up-Hill - Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?

Yes, to the very end. 

Will the day’s journey take the whole long day? 

From morn to night, my friend. 

But is there for the night a resting-place? 

A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. 

May not the darkness hide it from my face? 

You cannot miss that inn. 

Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? 

Those who have gone before. 

Then must I knock, or call when just in sight? 

They will not keep you standing at that door. 

Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak? 

Of labour you shall find the sum. 

Will there be beds for me and all who seek? 

Yea, beds for all who come. 

[sassy59]

Another really good poem Iris. I enjoyed reading it.

Thinking of you as always, Carole xxx❤️💜🌹

[Damon1864 Volunteer]

A lovely poem Iris thank you so much for Sharing. Have a great day and take care 😊 Bernadette and Jack 🐕 xxxxxx 🌻🌻

[Greenthorn]

Well chosen Iris. Its a bit like that verse from the New Testament. "Come unto me all ye who are heavy laden, and i will give you rest."

And I'm thinking of the many thousands who have queued all night to view and pay respects to the Queen lying in State.

And may there be a bed for each and all of us!

[Izb1 in reply to Greenthorn]

Aaaaw thats so nice Greenthorn x

[Izb1]

A good poem to read Iris x

[Maggie_Mae]

that was thought provoking, made me think of the homeless people with colder air creeping in 😢

[Morrison10]

thanks for interesting posts. Regards jean xxx

[Hidden]

My favourite poet, thank you Lyd.

[MoyB]

A lot of Christina Rosseti's poems are very moving and can have more than one meaning, depending how you read them. I enjoyed this one. Thank you! Xx Moy