Like rain it sounded till it curved And then I knew ’twas wind – It walked as wet as any Wave But swept as dry as sand – When it had pushed itself away To some remotest Plain A coming as of Hosts was heard That was indeed the Rain – It filled the Wells, […]
Ode to Everton . When at Thy call my weary feet I turn The gates of paradise are opened wide At Goodison I know a man can learn Rapture more rich than Anfield can provide. In Coulter’s skill and Geldard’s subtle speed I see displayed in all its matchless bounty The power of which the […]
