24th April 2025 • The HERALD • Page 81 v INDEPENDENT, LOCAL AND PROUD v Waterside Community Fund (previously known as Dibden Allotments Fund) VACANCY FOR TRUSTEE Following a retirement, we are recruiting a Trustee to help administer the charity which serves the Waterside Community. You will be part of a group of 9 voluntary Trustees who are either nominated by the 3 Waterside Parishes or who are appointed from the community. Trustees are usually resident on the Waterside and therefore have local knowledge and experience. Trustees are supported by a Clerk and 2 staff who work part-time at the offices in Drummond Court, Hythe. Information and a post description can be obtained from the office on 023 8084 1305 or by email: adminoffice@watersidecommunityfund.org.uk This is an exciting opportunity to help support community organisations and people in hardship on the Waterside. Poets Corner Hours: 12 hours per week to be worked 4 hours each day over these 3 speci ed days - Tuesdays, Wednesdays & Fridays 9.30am–1.30pm (extra hours when cover is required) Salary - £7693.92 pa (reviewed annually) 3 month probationary period. Working on our busy Reception desk in our main Office taking telephone calls and face to face enquiries for all our Services. And to work for our Information and Advice Service assisting the Information & Advice Coordinator and Advisor with enquiries (including benefit enquiries) to make outreach and home visits when required to help ensure the service is client-focused and of a high standard, some knowledge of benefits would be desirable but nonessential as training will be given. Ability to use a computer, email, telephone and internet is essential. To request a recruitment pack please contact Age Concern New Forest on 023 8084 1199 email office@ageconcernnewforest.org.uk or call into our Office at 19-20 Marsh Parade, Hythe, SO45 6AN between 10am-1pm Monday to Friday Age Concern New Forest values diversity and inclusion and welcomes applications from candidates with diverse backgrounds. Closing date 9th May, 2025 Interviews anticipated week beginning 1st June, 2025 NEW FOREST Registered Charity No. 10765865 JOB VACANCY INFORMATION AND ADVICE ASSISTANT/ RECEPTIONIST If No Ones Told You Today by Olivia Etherton© HERALD RECRUITMENT If no one’s told you today, You’re doing so great, Though I’m a stranger, I’ll tell you as a mate. If no one’s told you today, You’re doing just fine, Though things feel heavy right now, Look at how you continue to shine. If no one’s told you today, You’re so worthy of love, Though sometimes it’s hard to feel, But I’ll tell you a million times over if push comes to shove. If no one’s told you today, You’re here for a reason, Though you may feel lost right now, These feelings are fleeting and change like a season. LET ME BE YOUR EYES by Jim Dolbear© Hanna I know you can’t see, Though your blues eyes look at me. At the moment I don’t know why, Though it is hard I will still try. I give my hand and hope some day, That I can lead you along the way. I will tell you about the things around, And help you to identify every sound. Tell you about the rain on your face, How pretty you look dressed in lace. I will kiss away your every tear, My love for you will always be near. And as the years they come and go, The bond between us it will grow. Walking hand in hand along life’s way, By your side I will always stay. There are people who can see, Who are blind to what life should be. But true love conquers every ill, Your life with happiness I will fill. So every night before I sleep, As angels there silent vigil keep. I pray that someday you will see. My happiness complete it will be. Harvest time comes to the valley For long month’s he’s toiled on the land The soil it’s rich and so fertile Few stones and a sprinkling of sand Mountains rise high all around him Snow capped this time of the year The setting is pure picture postcard In his country poor and austere He lives in a high mountain village Things have changed little in years With his lovely young wife and two children All that he needs he finds here He’s proud of his life and his family Supports his dear mum and his dad He remembers the days his dad ploughed the land And he’d help when only a lad And his dad he still helps with the harvest Cutting and drying the crop All of it sold before seeding DREAMS IN A POSTCARD by David K Wilson© Yet none of it reach’s the shops Secretive armies take over Bale it and take it away All that work the long hours in the hot sun All for a pittance in pay He sighs as he looks at his bare land Now naked and stripped free of green And he wonders just why there’s so much demand For his fields full of poppies and dreams He’s aware that dreams change to nightmares Where demons can access the scene But for wheat corn or rice he just can’t get the price So he nurtures his valley of dreams He can’t comprehend all the heartache All the upsets and trauma it brings From a seed grown in sand to a trembling hand Where demand creates such ugly scenes He knows only his life in the mountains Where he’s heard that the devil roams free With a gleam in his eye in an early spring sky As new shoots sprout under the trees But he loves his dear wife and his family So he strives to provide without rest He grows on his land what the merchant demands And his crops they’re considered the best! It’s the rest of the world that abuses Uses him and his valley of dreams The devil looks on and he’s laughing As his new crop grows vibrant and green!
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