A mans home is his castle keep, Castle weep,
Castle steeped in history thus,
The gentleman’s name was Taylor who’s family
Have a very tall tree and who is one of us,
The home he built was to last for ever and
Ever and history proves it so,
Lots of green acres with countless shrubs
and trees, and gardens, a place for people to go,
But while they walk through the rose gardens
And admire the view of yonder town and bay,
It’s worth it to remember to whom we have
To thank, as we look to each other and say,
It took such great ambition and vision not to
Mention imagination to create such a splendid home,
that’s here for us to enjoy,
So I in humility I doff my hat to that wondrous
Boy,
So here’s to you Mr Taylor and let me say,
Thank you so much for giving us this wonderful
Garden , not to mention the sweetest cafe.
Anthony Mc Gann. 30/12/2016. 11.04am
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Poem for Mr Taylor;
A mans home is his castle keep, Castle weep,
Castle steeped in history thus,
The gentleman’s name was Taylor who’s family
Have a very tall tree and who is one of us,
The home he built was to last for ever and
Ever and history proves it so,
Lots of green acres with countless shrubs
and trees, and gardens, a place for people to go,
But while they walk through the rose gardens
And admire the view of yonder town and bay,
It’s worth it to remember to whom we have
To thank, as we look to each other and say,
It took such great ambition and vision not to
Mention imagination to create such a splendid home,
that’s here for us to enjoy,
So I in humility I doff my hat to that wondrous
Boy,
So here’s to you Mr Taylor and let me say,
Thank you so much for giving us this wonderful
Garden , not to mention the sweetest cafe.
Anthony Mc Gann. 30/12/2016. 11.04am