The Donkey’s Tale

One sizzling hot summer’s day, an old brown donkey lay in a field that had once been grassy, but was now parched and scorched by the sun. The donkey wanted to find somewhere cool, but the only shade to be found was under a large willow tree that stood in one corner of the field.
The donkey stood and made his way over to the tree, moving slowly, so as not to become too exhausted. As he approached the tree, the donkey was shocked when one of the tree’s heavy boughs swished down to swat at the donkey.
“Stay away!” shouted the tree. This made the donkey back off a little and, when he was safely out of reach of the tree’s branches, he stopped and studied the tree with his big pleading eyes.
‘I only want to share some of your shade’ said the donkey. ‘It is very hot today and the flies are biting and driving me mad’. “You have a tail, don’t you?” said the tree. “What do you think that is for, if not to flick away the flies?”
The donkey thought this over and said, ‘Is that why you have branches, to flick away tired old donkeys?’ “Don’t be silly”, said the tree. “My branches are for stretching out into the sun, so that my leaves can gather in the sunlight to help me grow big and strong.”
‘But in doing so, your branches and leaves create shade beneath, and that costs you nothing ‘, replied the donkey. The tree thought about this for a brief time and then said, “You are right. Something that costs me nothing costs nothing to share. You are welcome to sit beneath my canopy and shade from the sun as much as you like”.
Bye and bye, in return, the donkey lifted his tail and shared his droppings, fertilising the soil beneath the tree and helping it to grow even bigger and stronger. This also cost the donkey nothing.

A Worker at Collectoroo





Shortly after dawn lights the morning sky

She heads for the briefing area

The eager excitement from those nearby

Buzzes almost with hysteria

The all-important info is passed on

The prime locations and routes

Today will be just one more marathon

The fastest will win the fruits

She sets off with others without delay

Racing, dodging the traffic

A thousand places to visit this day

Marked in her mind’s topographic

The first stop isn’t too far away

She picks up the package and moves on

More is needed to earn her pay

Today’s work barely begun

Stop after stop, tirelessly she weaves

Stashing more precious cargo

Mindless of the weight she heaves

Lunch she will need to forego

At last she knows she must head back

Her legs struggle to carry more grains

She lands at the hive with a full pollen sack

Sweet nectar the reward for her pains

Lessons from Covid-19

Covid-19 is an uninhibited killer without conscience

It is also an effective teacher

It has reminded us about the value of friends and loved ones

It has emphasised the vital importance of essential services

It has demonstrated the selfless commitment of medical and care staff

It has put a price on individual freedoms

It has shown the cost of complacency in Government

The Effect of Words

In the ebb and flow of conversation

Words convey much more than facts

They are used ON you!

 

They can, for example, encourage, chastise, cheer you, pull you down

What they always do, because they are intended to, is to affect you

If you do not realise this, you will become a victim of words

 

Every time someone speaks to you

Ask yourself the questions “Why have they said that?”

And “Why in those words ?”

 

The answers might not suggest a bad reason

Most people do not use words as a weapon

At least not all the time

 

But they do want the words to have an effect.

Hope

Hope neither lends itself to reason

Nor the strictures of the finite

It has little shape but great substance

Which, paradoxically, laughs at Newton’s Laws

 

Instead, the well it draws from is unfathomably deep

Like quantum particles it can be in more than one place at a time

And, as with dark matter, defies observation and containment

It is, and always will be, ephemeral

 

None-the-less, all humanity relies upon it daily

Especially so, in times such as these

 

 

Remember

When Covid has, at last, gone

When public places once more throng

Recall with sorrow those we lost

As countries count the final cost

 

Then talk of all the brave and true

Who selflessly thought of you

Not going out was hard enough

Many faced challenges much more tough

 

Medics, police and essential folk

Donned again their professional yolk

Their lives at risk to safeguard yours

No choice but adventure out of doors

 

REMEMBER well the sacrifice

Of HEROES who did not think twice

The Good Guests

When circumstances dictate

That dinner would be nice

Friends soon agree the date

And check you’re happy; twice

 

The day before arrival

They phone ahead to say

“Are we still OK to visit?

Tomorrow is the day”

 

At the time they are expected

They knock upon the door

“Hello it’s great to see you.

We’ve brought flowers, wine and more”

 

They take care not to be too nosy

“Your home’s like a paradise”

Accepting whatever drink is offered

“Can we help with anything?”, twice

 

Catching up on the latest news

They seem to welcome your advice

Coming up to food time

“Do you need a hand at all?”; twice

 

Eating the fare provided

They praise the cooking, lots

“We don’t know how you do it”

Rising to clear away the pots

 

Long before it gets ‘awkward’

You’re waving  ‘goodbye’ in a trice

“You really are the perfect hosts”

They say with meaning ; twice