This morning, I took part in the harvest festival held at Walton Hospital in Chesterfield. The hospital chaplain talked about the power of love, and the love of humankind, which was very powerful.
After the ceremony, while we drank tea and ate biscuits, I asked the patients to tell me what love meant to them. I think you’ll like the poem that we wrote together.
I brought in my 1960s typewriter and used it to write the poem.
All About Love
It’s all about love,
The things we do.
What does love mean to you?
Caring for all humankind
Like the staff and nurses in the hospital
Kind words and cups of tea.
Love is bringing warmth to a wet autumn day
Holding hands together
Memories of childhood holidays
Sitting next to someone and having a chat.
Talking books and fresh air in the countryside
Keeping in touch with friends and family,
Increasing the love in everyone’s life.
I know what tha means – its true
Love is everything
Everyone should love one another.
Some people are at each other’s throats all the time.
But it doesn’t have to be like that.
It’s your health that counts.
Money’s no good if you’re no good.
Love means home and the wife, son and daughter.
It’s the small things – the moments of time
And the things for love we do!
Here are some more of our vegetable haiku too!
Dried paper and silken threads
Discover yellow gems
I think it’s our cat I can smell
It’s round, red, ripe
Salads, chutney, mmm…
Dark green like tall trees
Fresh smelling and compelling
Should be tasty steamed.