Mike Hester Biography

Here they come - the finest in the land,
Known from Argentina to the plains of Kazakhstan;
They can make the school-boys cheer,
Or the haughty ladies weep –
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(To Bailey, an incredible child)

You are my compass on stormy seas,
Pointing the way when no land is seen -
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The waves roar, “Change! ” in their violent undulations,
As day reveals a difference in each burst of morning rays.
Though static as things seem to be, revel in this certainty:
As much as some may wish it – nothing ever stays the same.
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The angels wailed in sympathy
For the possibility.
(Some things went, some things came,
Many stayed the same.)
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Dancing under soft, warm rain
I stop to watch it whiten to snow,
Pondering the inevitable cold
And wondering when?
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