Burnished Branch Comely Comrades Dutchmans Breeches Golden Reflections Magnolias Sir Wilfrid Laurier Climbing Roses Slippers of the Bruce Sunny Sill Touch-me-nots Woodland Wildflowers Triptych Yellow Lady's Slipper
Beside the Still Waters Come With Me Glade Creek Grist Mill - Winter Glade Creek Grist Mill - Autumn Meadowside Mirror Moon Gate Morning Moment No Room October Old Sheave Tower Oxford's Welcome Rambling River Song Sheep on the Hillside Springtime on the Sogne Fjord The Old Sentinel Waiting - Milk Can Woodside - Mackenzie King
Gros Morne Indian Harbour Island Solitude Magnets of Newfoundland Port Sydney Point Spirit Island Splashing Thru The Crags Ten Little Puffins Testimony
Inspiring book of poetry and prose about farm life (read samples below)
Broken Bricks was illustrated by Robert J. Tremaine, Hamilton, Ontario
Living on the same farm since boyhood days, Gordon Tayler shares many common incidents of yesteryear by means of inspiring poetry and prose. Most incidents occurred on that acreage so dear to his heart in Oxford County, just outside of Woodstock, Ontario.
Older folks will chuckle as they relive some of their own farm experiences while reading Gordon's inspiring poetry and prose. Young ones will become acquainted with an era where children were an integral part of progress on the farm, relied upon to be dependable and responsible.
Whether in poetry or prose, Gordon's gentle humour and sensitivity to others....and to his Maker....provides inspiring reading.
Before retiring....read a bit of Gordon's poetry or prose. Your rest will be sweeter!
All prices shown are in Canadian dollars
At bedtime, in
the days gone by,
And when goodnights and prayers
And I would turn upon my face
But, Father, when the shadows
(Another sample poem)
I'm shopping in the
town, you see,
Where cars and people hurry so,
When right across the street from me
There goes a chap I used to know!
I feel I ought to stop awhile,
And cross the busy thoroughfare.
I'd like to shake his hand and smile,
And let him know I saw him there.
But shucks! I'm in a hurry now,
And on the wrong side of the street.
Then, too, he doesn't see me anyhow.
Why take the time to only greet?
And I resume my urgent way
With all the rest who hurry so.
And since I didn't speak today,
He's still....the chap I used to know.
H. Gordon Tayler
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