I've got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to ****
I've got shirts to press
The tots to dress
The can to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.

Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.

Storm, ******* from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
'Til I can rest again.

Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.

Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You're all that I can call my own.

Beauty is snow
Falling gently
Like emeralds
In the sunshine…

Rolling hills in
Summer
Decked in green
As far as the eyes
Can see…

The ocean glittering
Like diamonds
Under the hot
Summer sun…

And beauty is you
In all your being
So full of that elusive thing
Called love

Wait for me here,
As love waits for life,
Wait for me here,
As the wind for a breath,
A breath from lips so sweet,
It could turn spring to winters meet,
Let it speak of whispers,
That tell of softer things,
The delicate shade of your eyes,
That could make the earth sing.

How you walk like wings take flight,
Effortless beauty in my sights,
No light could take from you,
How the moon is humbled too.

Wait for me,
Dear,
Wait for me,
Love,
As love waits for life,
And the wind for a breath,
So will I for you,
For you I wait till death.

Stuff your mouth with your hollow promises
my gentle liar
conquered my elusive heart as I did yours
yet you
left me to drown in waiting
let me go
your death by my hands
hands you once held
covered in your blood or mine
sullen skies
kneel before your grave wearing scarlet drenched in tears
let the earth cover my bones
your bones
heartless cage
wither to dust you'll never hold

“What shall we have for breakfast?”
Katie asked her Dad.
He said, “Let’s have something no one else
in the world has ever had.”
“How about a bowl of sunshine
soaked in morning dew ?
Or cookies made from rainbows
just for me and you.
We’ll drink from crystal goblets
filled with clear blue sky.
Roll clouds in sugar and cinnamon
then bake them into pies.
We’ll wash our hands and faces
in a gentle summer rain.
Then dry them on a warm spring breeze
as we walk home down the lane.”
“Isn’t that kind of silly?” Katie said at last.
“Well you never know until you try,” Dad said.
And they both began to laugh.

©2000 Guy Workman

With every star in the Night’s sky,
I need only wish upon one.
With every passing minute,
It is yet to be done.

With every breath I seize,
I patiently wait.
With every ounce of blood,
I anticipate that date.

Will it ever come?
Will I ever see it?
Will you receive my one wish?
Will you grant it?

As time passes and we grow old,
Not many have what we do.
With every fibre of my heart,
I’m thankful that I have you.