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Dedicated to the R.N.L.I. Eastbourne

Two lights glow simultaneously, followed by noises like thunder,
on land all is calm, at sea, waves and winds rear asunder.
Gather those that dare to risk their lives for thee,
on ship of gleaming steel to ride the rails to sea.

THE WAYWARD SEED !
By Gregory Gower

I must have been a wayward seed because here I was a very young flower, the only one in a sea of heather and other low lying shrubbery—Every day I grew taller and taller.  I began to look out of place because I was higher than any of the other plants and I only looked down at them at night, but during the day I followed the sun.  My neck is very long and my face is golden and I have a     collar of yellow petals.  I don’t know why I follow the sun, no-one has told me and there is no-one who is tall enough to whisper in my ear and tell me -  everyone keeps coming out to look at me. 
Am I special I wonder !