Story Circle Writings
Stepping Stones
Friday Afternoon
We need to cross the waters
To reach the other side,
But the stepping stones are slippy
And the gaps between are wide.
When the river’s roaring waters
Made us think we’d planned in vain
Many hands came forth to help us
And so we planned again.
There is no bridge to aid us
No banks on which to ride.
We have to reach the stepping stones
To reach the other side.
Some turned to help the others
To cross an awkward stone
They went to show the strugglers
That they were not alone.
And now we’ve crossed the final stone
And stepped on to the land
One of our tasks is finished
For it’s here the house will stand.
We know now that the struggle
Was not made in vain
But there are still many problems
So we need to fight again.
We need to cross the water
To reach the other side
But the stepping stones are slippy
And the gaps between are wide.
It’s getting hot or it’s staying cold
In the little room where we all meet.
Women arrive and our only man;
News is exchanged, slowly or fast.
Hugs, too, for some with Anzacs and tea
Coffee or decaf whichever suits best.
Those from the Lodge early or late;
Others, late or early from houses in the north.
Little Butchie prances , quite at home as well –
A community sharing our time.
Musical magic from the Piano Man
Singing and painting;
Papier mache and weaving;
Mosaic and cards
Margie N transforming our craft into art!
Colour our passion with some glitter and hearts
Abstract expressionism the key!
The feeling warm and happy (mostly!)
Cleaning up accelerated by a caring man.
Departing on Friday afternoon .
- Margaret Hunt
Reflections
- Pat Hewat
Glimpses of colour
Fluttering, twisting, turning,
Are they butterflies?
These are just a few
samples of writings by
members of the Story
Circle. I hope to reproduce
more in subsequent issues.
Maybe you will be tempted
to join the Circle?
St Margaret’s News
2
Her eyes are bright
What does she see within?
We cannot know.
Lots of laughter
Energy sparking
Special Fridays.
Heads bent over –
The pages are blank
Not for long!
- Margaret Notaras
March 2015