Went to Llandeilo on my birthday last month. Wandering around the bookshop there, came across one by Laura Wernham. A fairly old book which bore no publication date but, guessing, I would say around 1920. Lovely, inspirational poetry, very much like Patience Strong's work. Here is one which brought tears to my eyes. I don't normally enjoy poetry which relates to the time of someone's death but this is so eloquent. Let me know what you think.....

So far

Down's to death's door we went with you
No further could we go
We waited hovering just outside
And wandering to and fro
So far (and yet we loved you so)
And then the door was shut
We would have gone with you inside
Clasping your hand and helping, but
Not yet for us to pass that doorway through
Not yet for us the glory that you knew

Will you come back to us sometimes
When we are quite alone
And in your thoughtful kindly way
And gentle loving tone
Say still you love us all the same
And we too one bright day
Shall pass beyond that portal dark
And happy soar with you away
But your dear love we have it as before
Kept back that cannot be, by death's dark door

Laura Wernham