This poem was published and is written by a Warwickshire member who writes under the pseudonym Winifred F Jenkins !
The castle of ease and contentment
Stands high on happiness hill
It’s a long hard climb to get there
But the castle stands there still.
The doors are made of laughter,
The moat is filled with tears
The gates open to those who smile-
so live in hope-forget your fears.
When the forest of discontentment
Is closing you all around
Raise your eyes to the top of the hill
The castle is waiting- safe and sound!