There used to be an angel
who was very close to me,
this Angel was a guiding light
wherever I would be.
Sometimes I made some big mistakes,
I walked the forbidden lane,
this Angel had a certain way
to bring me back again.
This Angel was always with me
every night and every day,
this Angel always helped me see
just where I went astray.
Sometimes I didn't like it,
the truth it often hurt,
but when I ignored this Angel
it made the matter worse.
I really loved this Angel,
we'd been together for many years.
We never always did agree
and often there were tears.
But angels are for a reason,
that is something I have found,
now this Angel is no longer with me
I'm so sad she's not around.
Nov 14, 2024
Nov 14, 2024 at 6:47 AM UTC
I hope to awake on an open field
Where children play on swings,
Watching people walk their dogs,
And all those kind of things.
I hope to see yellow daffodils
In their thousands all in line,
Followed along with bluebells,
A blue sky and sun that shines.
I hope to see those people
The ones I used to know,
Instead of sadness in their eyes
Now is a smile that always glows.
I hope to see those animals,
Cows, pigs and sheep
Grazing together without any fear
Knowing they're not food to eat.
I hope to see a different world
A world that we've never seen
One with peace and harmony
The way it should have been.
I hope to awake on an open field
And I hope that day will be
With all those lovely people,
And my true love waiting for me.
Oct 16, 2024
Oct 16, 2024 at 11:37 AM UTC
First it's the knees that let us down,
then it's our back and arms.
Next we lose our balance
and we struggle to move along.
We worry about all kinds of things,
paranoia is no ones friend.
Problems increase and multiply,
they just never seem to end.
Now our teeth start to crumble,
no longer the grinding mill.
We visit the dentist often,
as we have certain teeth to fill.
Our taste buds start to fail us
and we struggle with our sight.
We would love to go out in the evening
but we get scared when it's dark at night.
Do you remember when we were younger,
when we were in our youth?
We really were so happy,
our photos are living proof.
But now we are much older,
our youth is left in the past.
Those days we still remember,
oh if only those days would last.
Nov 25, 2021
Nov 25, 2021 at 7:33 AM UTC
I love my little coffee cup
Its just my kind of thing
It is only just a Coffee cup
But oh what joy it Brings.
I wake up in the morning
The coffee cup is there
Just me and my cup of coffee
A calming love affair.
It's just the way to start the day
And then it's off to work
The hustle and the bustle
When working in the the dirt.
And then I have my sandwiches
Along with mugs of tea
That's the way it's always been
In the building industry.
We work so hard throughout the day
It's the way we builders are
And when it comes to Friday night
We are propping up the Bar.
But I love my little coffee cup
Its just my kind of thing
It is only just a coffee cup
But oh what joy it brings
Nov 6, 2021
Nov 6, 2021 at 1:40 PM UTC
Our world it is so beautiful
You can see it in the trees
But just like a lovely garden
We need to remove those weeds.
We know there are many rivers
Along with flowing streams
But with all of earths pollution
It's a nightmare instead of a dream.
And there is the animal kingdom
With creatures of every kind
But the way we treat our animals
It's disturbing to the mind.
What about the Human race
We only have one mother earth
We all should join together
For we all are of equal worth.
So just like that beautiful garden
And when all those weeds have gone
This world will be a perfect place
For everyone to live on.
Aug 9, 2021
Aug 9, 2021 at 2:41 PM UTC
Sitting on a park bench
It was a lovely summer's day
The sound of all those seagulls
We were whiling the time Away.
The garden looked so peaceful
Everyone felt at ease
Relaxing laughing talking
Just a mile away from The sea.
It's name is palace gardens
And it dwells there in the park
It has a display of wonderful things
Like flowers and beautiful art,
It has a war memorial
Of soldiers who died in war
And has a certain atmosphere
One we've never felt before.
Maybe there's a presance of angels
It really feels seriel
If you were here with us
You would know just how we feel.
But nice things don't last forever
Soon it will be homeward bound
We truly had a lovely time
In the palace garden grounds.
Jun 18, 2021
Jun 18, 2021 at 10:35 AM UTC
The closed Book
Abandons words
Speaks with lonely eyes
Stores up thoughts
Inside the mind.
A private world inside.
Thinking deep
Mind mesmerized
Ticking time Bomb
Tick tock Tick tock
Could go off at anytime
The private world explodes.
The closed Book
Has been overlooked
By passers bye.
The story never told
And was never heard.
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 3:02 PM UTC
I remember my favourite comedian
He was crazy and acted daft
When I was on the downside
He would put an end to that.
He had a funny way with words
And could often tell a tale
He always drawed attention
His humour it never failed.
He could have been a big name
In a movie or on the stage
And if he chose to be one
I am sure he would make the grade.
He never had to try hard
He liked to play the clown
No one found him annoying
He was fun to have around.
He was full of innuendos
And he almost crossed the line
But he never was affensive
He wasn't that way inclined.
Then that was many years ago
Now he's gone and that is sad
He was my favourite comedian
I should know he was my Dad.
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 9:56 AM UTC
My friend Harry put all his trust
In all his words when he drank too much
Now he is sober and wonders why
He drank and drank the bottle dry.
Foolish he was to drop his guard
Forgetting it now is very hard
He started off with just one taste
He carried on and spoke in haste.
But now he has learned his lesson well
And this advice he wishes to tell
Be care full my friends when you've had a few
You just don't know who you are talking too.
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 6:24 AM UTC
Here we are on this summer's day
Nothing much to do
The flowers they are on display
Yellow white and blue.
It's time to take things easy
Our working days are done
We get our pension weekly
Now we are soaking up the sun.
Now we are getting older
But we are youthful in our minds
The winter's now are colder
They were warmer in our times.
Our children they have fled the nest
They have gone there various ways
Although we see them less and less
Sometimes they come and stay.
Now we are never in a hurry
We come and go as please
And we have no reason to worry
We just love the summer breeze.
Now we count our blessings
There's far to many to say
And there are so many reasons
To enjoy this summer's day
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 4:35 AM UTC