My mother and I
Sat on the settee
Where I was happy to be
I saw twizzling butterflies in the air
And blue **** two of them in a pair
Mum saw a man up in a tree
In the next door garden to me
It was good to be there
With my mum
Because I love her
And she is the best mum
In the whole wide world

Maggie Sorbie  August 2016

Happily he deals very gently and understandingly with me.  I love him.



(sonnet #MMMMMDCCXCV)


Not mists.  Thet ghostly whiteness as a veil
Down where the valley shivers in suspense,
Flirtatious winds' moist breath stale in the sense
Tis muggy ere dawn cast off Sunday's pale
Thought of more hallowed things, and in a frail
Excuse I button that blouse Mum gave thence
To me, to die as seeing her worn face hence,
Those precious eyes, and hate me in betrayl.
Oh Robert!  How I want to scream as twere
Until the universe is shattered to
Sheer nothingness.  But then as now in poor
'Scuse, no sound can come out. And I tell you
Cuz only you seem understand.  Mists tour
Forsooth, and I still breathe, pray, love you too.

24Jul16a

Mum
why won't you listen?
when I say I had a panic attack
you say 'don't be stupid, just because your friend gets them doesn't mean you do'
I can't help it, I close my mind off and denied the fact this happens because you think it's a choice
but I have one question why the **** would you want to feel like you're going to pass out or not be able to breathe? And what person would pretend this happened?
So I had a panic attack
you say 'stop being stupid'
I can't talk to you without you thinking I'm acting or you being ignorant to the point where I feel like I'm worthless and you don't care.

Thirty years ago on this day,
You vowed to be together forever.
When  I  think  of wedding vows and look around , I find the vows to have lost   their true meaning.
People are rarely together forever.
If  not  for  this  day I'd  have  lost  all  hope in  "together forever".
Real  love  is  beyond sweet names and showing off,
 It  shines behind  closed  doors where  no  one  is  there to  watch not  just  in  public.
Real lasting love is in friendship, understanding,
respect and not fear.
Its rooted in the spirit Its roots are grounded in its creator LOVE himself : GOD

We all know time passes

Just blink and it is gone

But, you can bring it back a little

Just by listening to a song

A video, an mp3

You can travel through the years

It might bring you a sweet smile

Or may accentuate your tears

Time is such a fickle beast

It's a vesper you can't hold

One day you are young and fair

And the next day you are old

There never is enough of

And it vanishes so fast

You look into your future

And start remembering your past

Time cannot be captured

You can't trap it, make it yours

You can't keep it in a bottle

It won't help you open doors

But, just where does the time go?

Does it disappear for good?

If you knew you could just save it

Would you do it if you could?

I think I have an answer

Now that time has passed me by

I have less time in my mirror

That's the truth and not a lie

I think that time's immortal

It will never go away

It just hangs around and lingers

But, it's forever here to stay

So, back to our first question

Where exactly does time go ?

Time ...goes into your memories

Time goes into your mind's show

It feeds you little snippets

From the past, when you were young

It comes out from a scent you smell

Or you a hear a song that's sung

Time...it never leaves you

Though you don't know where it went

The memories stay with you

And will show how time was spent.

Dear MOM,
I'm one hell of a lucky guy to have someone like you. You are absolutely amazing in every aspect of your life.
You always gave me some extra pocket money and I still can't figure out - how you could figure out my needs even before asking.
Quite some superpowers you have.
I saw some pictures yesterday of you holding me as a baby and believe me I felt so safe with you,
I felt I'm been watched over all the time and nothing wrong can happen to me.
Thank you for everything.
From a really lucky son

Did you know that the little ones have thoughts of you still,
and that the littlest one even though she missed you
by only a few weeks.......... her smile you'd of loved.
She does ask about you, asking is she bringing sweets...
I still see you smiling on photos, eternal words in your features
never to fade, they are there still as if you weren't gone.


But Mother, Mum I do miss your laughter original
and unique. You put us all in that well brought up
place. You may have been gone for some time, but
your thoughts and memories are always around
even though I don't hear your voice anymore.
I hear you everyday and know that your love is
still within us all and your memory will always live on.....