Sing it from the rooftops

Shout it through the mail

(The Rat Creek Press, of Course!)

Once again, the mighty ship, Kaleido, is set to sail.

Alleys become galleries, colour spills into the street

The sweet music of Kaleido, where neighbours come to meet.

Houses lean to listen, the street forgets its’ birth

As magical surprises transform this piece of earth.

So, let us hoist Kaleido’s sails

With gratitude they ring

The compass winds will take her far beyond imagining.