The Poems of David Garlick
In the quiet early morning, when sleep slips silently away and a cold nose is insistent or a tickle tail is trailed. When a heavy paw says, “Wake up, come share- a beauty to behold!” Then I rose to see this wonder. Of which I’d just been told. Hidden by the darkness. Hidden by […]
My Max, a very special friend; among so many we have known. Who radiates a vibrant joy that adds more colour to our home. She is a fragrant Fleur-de -Lis and all her Gallic ancestry, wells up in kindness and in love, to spill like Champagne from her eyes. How can, we in […]
We will miss him always cheerful. always pleasant, always fun. Always attentive, always understanding. Always generous, A Gentleman. David Garlick, Victoria, November, 1994 For Mugs Townshend and family
May the Great Spirit that guides the destiny of all, bless us and those who have worked so diligently to produce this feast. May it give us the strength to oppose the dragons of avarice and greed. The wisdom to tread the narrow path of ethical behavior. And may the warm winds of brotherly […]