The rose bud clasps tight to its long lonely stem
sheltering from the cold wind and the winter mayhem  

The spring sun shines so brightly is it time to parade
as the cloud covers over to give it some shade

Then around about elevenses it opens its display
leaving the people smiling for the rest of the day

It bows so graciously in the light shallow breeze
and waves at the audience, boastfully if you please

As the sun sets slowly we still marvel at its delight
then watch it cwtch up tightly asleep for the night

The sun was on our back we were enjoying the day
until the hounds started hunting we stopped dead in our play
Even hares could not out run them so we looked to hide
a thicket approached we all jumped inside

Just one glance and the hounds turned tail and fled
The most beautiful princess the story book said
Now that beautiful maiden who was found deep in prayer
Is now the proud saviour of not the hound but the hare

I danced to your tune and time just past away
Your head on my shoulder as we started to sway
We both sang the same tune and we sang it out loud
two lovers two friends that stood out in the crowd

Then your head left my shoulder and you started to stare
I was dancing alone you were dancing elsewhere
I felt a tap on my shoulder as you smiled and pulled away
we never dance again since the heart breaking day

But I'm dancing again and the music is loud
I see you standing alone away from the crowd
Then my head left her shoulder as I started to stare
my body was her's but my heart was elsewhere

Then I remembered that feeling on that heart braking day
I held her so closely and promised to stay
Then the music stopped playing it was time to go home
In the middle of the dance floor I was dancing alone

The happiness in your eyes
and a smile to lifts so many hearts
you take in every moment
and I cherish it with you

It's hard to express the wonder  
of a new born grandchild

May you stay forever young

When the mist cleared in the time forgot
a witch stood sitting at a cauldron ***
a wizard was brewing a healing tot
then the mist returned and time was forgot

I remember looking out of the window on my first day at senior school
the naughty kids were on top form, playing the fool

My Mother said this is your time, please do it for me
looking out the window thinking I just want to be free

The teachers were enthusiastic with stories passed down with time      
the agricultural revolution or working in a mine

The excitement grew to fever pitch of the stories they did tell
when talking about Newton, Darwin, or Alexander Graham Bell

Excited I looked out of the window dreaming of being influential and rich
or would my teacher lower my goals to engineering, like digging a drainage ditch

So, there’s my thoughts on my school days as I look back now knowing
I’d write some stuff in my spare time and label it a poem😊

While lying in the bath
I heard footsteps on my roof
Not the delicate birdy sound
but something with a hoof

My imagination arose and
my thoughts were full of grief
Could it be the devil
or that cunning chimney thief

I looked to my window
as the curtains were ajar
Two eyes appeared so close to me
yet they were so afar

So, I pulled the curtains open
to see a squirrel hanging from my gutter
I smiled and I did wave to him
as a crowd gathered and started to mutter

I tried to explain to the police
of what did occur
The judge shouted guilty
suspended for a year

So, the moral of this story
next time you wallow with a bubble
Don’t jump up and open the curtains
or you’ll surely be in trouble