The morning sun melts
O so gently across pond
Making fishes yawn

To get my cousin
and his wife to a surprise
party was so fun

We made up a lie
Said we was taking them to
a boxing event

We got a cab to
a local foootball club where
all the family

was waiting with smiles
and excitement , me and my
Dean open the doors

Everyone shouted
'surprise" and took photos
My cousin cried tears

We danced all night long
Was such a lovely catch up
Lots of happiness

My cousin and his
wife are emigrating to
Spain in June this year

So a farewell it
was , family gathered to
make sweet memories

Jan's daughter bless her
had organised the party
In just three short weeks

Friends and family
from all over turned up to
show there gratitude

Me and my Dean danced
to a song called Red Red Wine
One of our favourites

Some got merry , they swayed
around nearly toppling
over , we did laugh

The food was yummy
There was carrot cake and crisps
Chicken, gherkins, rolls

Bagels and crab
sticks , lollypops and chocolate
sponge cake with icing

The laser light was fun
full of  happy faces and
bright stars in the sky

Was a lovely night
A sweet memory , one to
look back on and smile

<3

Washing smeary stains
off window , I can now see
the beauty outside

I sipped Diet Coke
Then I done a massive burp
And met up with breeze

Oh these pesky flies
As soon as back door open
In they fly and cry

Today I saw a
black and orange butterfly
My heart fluttered smiles

Then I saw a dead
moth it's wings white as snow, I laid
it upon a leaf

A little ant crawled
along kitchen floor making
me do a hopscotch

But last week I swept
one up by accident and
squashed  it , I felt a

ping of guilt because
all creatures have every right
to be here on earth

I saw two sparrows
on tv Ariel , made
a change from pigeons

But you know what my
best view today was a big
old tree at bottom

of garden , its flows
freely as blue sky surrounds  
it's like a blanket

It's happy and so
joyfully vibrant,  its
gives off awesome vibes

I think a fairy
called Jennifer lives on one
of its happy leaves

I've seen her sometimes
She wears an orange dress and
bright yellow boot skates

With striped socks and
her hair is ******* in a bun
filled with sherbet straws

Her wings are made from
fluffy clouds , and she carries
a bow and arrow

I hope one day she'd
come to visit me , she seems
a lovely fairy

She glows so bright I
see twinkly dust swish pass
me like flying stars

I shall leave window
open especially for
her to visit me

I've loved today

The world can be cruel
So I don't read newspapers
But i do love trees

Next doors dog barking
Walks up and down garden path
Catching its own barks

Tonight I met a
little spider , it was in
my bathroom running

Aww it was so small
I was sweeping up the dust
And then I had a

moment , I thought I
shall sweep it up in dust
pan and brush right now

Then I thought o no
I cannot sweep it up to
end up in a bin

crawling about in
the dark on yesterday's food
all stinky with pong

Instead I let it
run free under a plastic
chess of werid drawers

Aww it was so small
And it was celebrating
springs yellow sunshine

But where is the sun
O it's coming soon , its just
planting its insects

Ain't spring so lovely
I'm so excited to see
a butterfly fly

They smile you know, you
just need to look closely
But you must smile back

Because if you don't
You will miss out on natures
kind gentle cuddles

waking up a deep
imagination , whales swim
gently in abyss

Policemen on horses
Casually trotting on by
A rare occasion

Tapping his fingers
upon wooden desk , Albert
wished he'd done much more

all the times he spent
away from his family
touring the country

had left him in a
state of winter emptiness
of frozen raindrops

his banjo his friend
his only friend , his wife , his
two children now gone

taken way to soon
from a tragic accident
flowers never grew

there spirits now fly
echoing through his cracked walls
of a broken heart

his sorrowful heart
numb and black with depression
took over his soul

he gave a sigh of
regret as he looked outside
his window of pain

shelves of unread books
decorated the sky , soft
snowflakes stood still

an empty armchair
a brown stained cup of coffee
floated in-between

a jack in the box
popped up every hour , a
small hand fades away

a pretty apron
covered in painted saucepans
danced with a big spoon

he bowed his head , his
eyes filled with tears like bright stars
twinking at night

his feet rooted deep
under the ground clinging to
a life he once knew

until spring leaves blossomed
spreading a rush of warm love
into his heart

he opened his eyes
to a sky of birds flapping
there wings happily

and for the first time
in a long time , he watched
the golden sunrise

And he knew there and
then he must forgive himself
for the life he'd lived

The silence of her
words play a heavenly song
like stars in the sky

Time goes on and it
never stops only flashes
of memories live

inside our squidgy
minds where we cannot see our
brain only darkness

where whispers echo
sometimes sweetly sometimes harsh
It's a difficult one

to analyse is
to take up to much precious
time..not worth the try

Lavender travels
around the world together
Leaving a sweet taste

Mountains are climbed high
Achievements are made with warm smiles
Spring comes and then goes

Leopards gallop fast
Faster than summer breeze but
not faster then time

Time is clever and
time knows this , yet it never
listens to wishes

So in this big world
We live it the best we can
With strength love and smiles

Sitting in meadow
making daisy chains , was a
time that never rained

Painting walls light rain
Yesterday's now memories
Time flys so quickly

If poetry sites
never existed , would we
even write poetry

If you only got
one like or one heart would you
still write poetry

If you were never
reposted shared or trended
Would you still write

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None of those things
above matter ,writing should
be enjoyed by oneself