ARDINGLY SONNET * As English season moves into transition From bone chilled misty days of meagre light We begin to feel a warmth of sun's benediction And come to days when daylight matches night It's then we once again will heed the call To that blessed Elysium nested in the Weald Drawn ever to the noble Under Hall Where contests will be fought and judgements sealed Young pilgrims from old and new worlds we will greet Bringing talents that seem far beyond their years To strive and give their hearts in success or defeat So when passing time has softened triumphs and tears They'll remember how their spirits were lifted high In the golden days they spent at Ardingly [Anticipates the annual English speaking contest of young folks from across the world] * Ardingly is pronounced to rhyme with 'shy' or 'goodbye']