Myrtle

Three words

Ancestors from Scotland
Wales as well
Was there persecution?
The highland clearances
Lack of work
During the depression
First World War
Killed young men
Injured my father
Burnt in explosion
Shell shocked, hospitalised
With Siegfried Sassoon
Used to sketch – war poets together
None left – alas!
Survived – thanks God

Traveller
Travelling along
Tired of silence
No one understands me
Refugee

Gifts

Talents
God given
Baking, painting, writing
Could I use them
Abroad

Garden in winter
Snowdrops peep through frozen earth
Spring is coming soon

Doors open in Hull
Strangers find comfort in streets
We hope that is true

By Myrtle Craig