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Jackie Mead Jun 2018
Dear brothers and sisters
We are gathered here today
To celebrate the life and slow demise of a very close friend

He was a big part of my childhood and yours
But of late his use has dwindled daily
Until sadly today he exists a hermits life
Only very rarely being called into use

I fear the day is upon us that he shall no longer be useful and therefore I ask you join me in wishing 'Common Sense' a safe and fruitful retirement

He will be sadly missed
Popped into Dr's surgery to ask I could donate my books to the surgery for the children when they are visiting only to be told that the books had been removed from the play area as they were considered bad for children who may get a papercut or put them in their mouth. We do so smother our children isn't a papercut a fact of life, they happen they hurt you soothe the child its over, your job as a parent is done.

Rant over
Jackie Mead Jun 2018
Lying, sleeping on the couch.
Arms outstretched, he has no cares, tumbling blonde curly hair
A whirlwind by day, he is no slouch, for that I can truly vouch.

My grandson not yet turned two.
The apple of his grandads eye.
He will awake again in a few, so much to see and do.
Once awake he will run and fly our precious little butterfly.
My youngest grandson Roman
Jackie Mead Jun 2018
So excited, so excited, so excited
Soooooo excited
Very happy
I just want to say a big thank you to HP and the lovely people I have met on here. HEPO was the first poetry website I came across when looking for somewhere to post a poem i had written.
I found I liked writing children's stories and now two poems two Princes and a Princess Fly to the moon and visit the Wild Wild West have been turned into books.
Very excited, thank you to HEPO and everyone on here who has given me so much encouragement and support over the last 12months.
I will always publish here first.
Jackie Mead Jun 2018
Eyes bright
Heart drumming
Walking light
Fingers strumming

Mouth smiling
Hair gleaming
Looks striking
Demeanor pleasing

Muscles loosen
Nails trim
Skin translucent
Confidence brim

Long legs, striding long
Whistling your favourite tune
Head held high, showing you belong
Walking at night, by the light of the moon

Hand in each others hand
Walking, talking, laughing,
Together as you walk across the sand
Kissing, smooching, dancing
Jackie Mead Jun 2018
Its Fathers Day and everyone is celebrating
Fathers receiving pressies from their kin
Fathers being taken to lunch, menus that have them salivating
Fathers cards lovingly written and given

This year it has hit me hard noone to buy a present or card
The cards have been in stores for a few weeks
They call me to them and I start to seek
Then I remember my Dads no longer here
Noone to wish Happy Fathers day cheer

My Dad, was fun, loving and kind
My Dad was intelligent of mind
My Dad was sporting, table tennis, football and cricket  
My Dad was this girls winning ticket
My Dad loved classics, music and books
My Dad had film star good looks
My Dad was my best friend and I loved him to the very end

So instead of a card or a pressie, this year
I will lift a glass of alcohol cheer
Raise my glass and thank the universe for my Dad
He was the best a girl ever had

Dads are a special gift to cherish all year
So raise your glasses and ring out the cheers
Happy Fathers Day to all Dads including those no longer here.
It has been 2 years but this year has been particularly hard, I keep seeing cards and presents in all the shops and then remember I don't have anyone to buy for, it's hard.
Jackie Mead Jun 2018
Oh what a scene
Cricket being played on a field of green
Eleven players per team all dressed in whites
What a fabulous, glorious sight
Bowlers bowl, Batsmen bat
Umpires keep the score, was he out, "howzat"
Bowlers aim not too high, not too low
Bowlers bowl not too fast and not too slow
Batsmen notching up the runs
Receiving the ball at full speed, hitting the ball to the boundary for a four
If their lucky they will hit it for six, over the boundary bar
A coin is tossed for who bats first, the losing team defending
Six ***** per over, 50 overs per inning
Who scores the most is the team that is winning
A few rules to abide
Keep your leg to the side, dont get caught leg before wicket
Bowlers of pace, try to keep the ball away from the batsmans face
If you are caught out before you score, a duck will appear on the scoreboard
A century is of course one hundred runs, simply known as a ton
Then comes a break for afternoon tea, sandwiches and cakes all freshly baked
The second team step up to the mark
For this typically English game in the park
Families attend from far and wide to watch the battles of the two cricket sides
Battling it out on a field of green, halcyon days continuing
Inspired by tonight's evening walk, field full of cricketers, Love cricket, it is so typically English, the only game I know that supplies an afternoon tea of cakes, quiche, sandwiches, teas and coffee for the players as well as spectators, brings back very happy memories.
Jackie Mead Jun 2018
Walking
Talking
Chatting
Gossiping
Laughing
*******
Moaning
Capturing
Planning
Drinking
Eating
Living
Dreaming
Memorising
Love Monday evenings just me and the hubby, great start to the week
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