living on an island is where i long to be
living there with nature feeling oh so free
sitting by the sea soaking up the sun
surrounded by the freedom  having lots of fun
walking in the sand as i gently stroll
looking at the waves as they begin to roll
living on an island is where i long to be
an island of my own with no one there but me.

have you seen the flowers breaking through the dawn
rising from there beds as they begin to yawn
standing up so proudly to face another day
showing of there splendour to make life bright and gay
giving off a scent growing wild and free
growing there so proudly for all of us to see.

I inhale
I exhale
Sometimes I win
Very often I fail.
On one’s own
All alone
Frustrating
A huge stepping stone.
For me to climb
The clock starts to chime
Seconds falling
Losing time.
I am on a chart
Back to the start
Losing beats
From a broken heart.
My muddled mind
Thoughts left behind
Memories
Are hard to find.

I awake to a sound
A soft gentle breeze
Sweeps across my face.
A feeling I found
Memorable.
The music reminds me
A gentle reminder
Of something special
Of what I used to be
Memorable.
A clock ticks silently
The rhythm stirs my heart
Beating my soul
Quietly.
Memorable.
I hear children playing
far, far away.
Memorable.
I hear someone whispering
"I love you".
I remember the day
when I wore white
Memorable.
I recall Spanish nights
My skirt too tight, too high
But I loved it.
Memorable.
My dad looks at me with
love in his eyes
he is now wrinkly
weathered and wise
and he cries
late at night.
A sunset drapes itself across
ruby speckled skies
Memorable. All memorable.

If only there were a  pair of eyes
Watching me like a demented hawk
His beady eye stapled on me when he flies
Over the lonely path upon which I walk

If only my life were mapped out on a board
Little details clearly marked with drawing chalk
But it is empty, there is nothing I can afford
Empty like the lonely path upon which I walk.

If my days were filled with laughter, a bit of noise
However,  it is silent, quiet, nothing,  no more talk
I’m trapped in a place where stuff destroys
Cold and silent like the lonely path upon which I walk.

Depression, confusion all little surprises around the tree
I’d like to burn them, hide them, cut them up with a knife and fork
We don’t need reminding about negatives: do you agree
It is bad enough on this bumpy road upon which I walk.

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

there was a little chap a friendly little mole
he lived in the dark inside a little  hole
he would dig and dig and make a little hill
to him they were his mountains it gave him such a thrill
one day while he was digging in his little house
he came across his friend who was a little mouse
mole and mouse were bored so decided they would play
then went off to the park not to far away
climbed upon the swings going too and fro
then climbed up on the slide then down again they go
then they both got tired and went off home to sleep
and snuggled up together in there hole so deep

i have  little cat is name is mr T everywhere i go the cat he follows me
he is very friendly and so very kind every where go he his never far behind
when i go to bed he is there with me my lovely little cat i call mr T

a broken heart lies bleeding when its love as gone
shattered in to pieces with no strength to carry on
feeling lots of pain broken on the floor
the love that it once had its not there any more
the happiness it knew as  turned in to a frown
the beat that it once carried is slowly breaking down
though if you give it time one day it will heal
then your heart will mend and change the way the feel.