Poem for Sunday

a Piper

a piper in the streets today

Set up, and tuned, and started to play,

And away, away, away on the tide

Of his music we started; on every side

Doors and windows were opened wide,

And men left down their work and came,

and women with petticoats coloured like flame,

and little bare feet that were blue with cold,

Went dancing back to the age of gold,

And all the world went gay, went gay,

for half an hour in the street today.

Seumas O'Sullivan

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  • A nice start to a Sunday morning.

  • I love this! a fine start to Sunday! I wonder what the celebration was about! :D xxx

  • Its got a lovely rhythm to it, I just hope he got some pennies!

  • I expect the Piper did get some pennies spreading all that gaiety around ๐Ÿ˜ I would have joined in!!xxx

  • Next time you see a busker, I dare you to have a dance!!

  • Your on!! I will ! ๐Ÿ˜๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ’— huff xxx

  • Please make sure there is someone to take a photo for us, Huff!

  • Ok. Just for you I will, there are lots of buskers around these days!! ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜

  • I am dancing too, Lydia (I've got socks on!) Mic

  • Oh, may I have the pleasure of this dance - or maybe you are busy being the piper? Love Iris x

  • Thank you for this lovely poem, never heard it before. I will learn it by heart. How descriptive and uplifting it it is. You have given me a super gift, Lyd, best regards, Polly x

  • so glad you liked this poem Polly. Once you have heard it, it sticks in your mind. I often visualise the people making the most of the impromptu party in the middle of their busy lives. We all need a bit of escapism, don't we! Love Iris x

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