The Poems of David Garlick
To all of you who thought of me a lying on my back. In a quiet hospital laid low, with a stupid heart attack. A very grateful “Thank you” from the bottom of my heart. Which is okay the doctors say. the fault’s in the top part. David Garlick, Victoria, May 1986
There is no end to a mother’s love. There are no sanctions on generosity of spirit. There are no measures for sharing love. There is no gauge for doing your best. There is always forgiveness for those who ask. There is no better peace than in understanding. There is no finer pleasure than sharing. There […]