To My True Friend( Author Unknown)


Please help me to build my self esteem
And please be patient with me in some areas
For I maybe according to some a late bloomer,
I need my sense of dignity
So please do not belittle me in front of others
For I will take far more notice of you if you
speak to me in private in an understanding voice,
I need to feel good about myself so please do not
ridicule me in front of others or imply my inopropriate
behaviour means that I am bad as it wears down my sense
of self worth,
When you experience somethen annoying within your day
please do not take it out upon me,
I am far more capable than you could imagine,
Please help me to blossom and reach my highest potential
by giving me lots of encouragement and understanding
as the more I feel safe and protected the more my inner self will risk being shown,Please remember I thrive on love and understanding but surely I do not have to tell you that do I ,
Please do not ever compare me with others or anybody else,
I just want you to love and like me for simply who I am,All you have to do is know that I love you far more than I ever could say .

This was written in the worst english and had to be sorted out word by word by myself but it is not mine , Just put in my words best I could under the circumstances ,Its a very old piece of work , Author unknown .  
Everyone should copy this frame it and hung in their home..        
Placed here by ..
Terrence Michael Sutton .. aussiepoet .

Mother


If you wanted to explain life in one word
There could be no other~
Word tp explain it all
Just softly whisper Mother~
There's lots of things that make up
What we refer to as life~
To number them would be impossible
To even try you d be in strife~
But there's one word that explains it all
To replace it there's no other~
Who could argue with me
When I softly whisper Mother~
Without a mother where on earth would we be
I cannot imagine where~
Without a mother we have no life
Her love beyond compare~
So if you wanted to explain life in one word
There simply could be no other~
Word to explain it all
Just softly whisper Mother~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988.

The lake it shone in the morning sun
That was edged by the short green turf~
A mother n her new born foal
Where they lay upon the earth~
The mother was a chocolate brown
The new born foal was a chestnut light~
A baby born to a mother proud
Sometime within the night~
A little sparrow kept the company
And hopped around within the turf~
And even sat upon the mothers head
As it sang with all its worth~
Could you imagen my excitement
When these two Id found~
So very content and healthy
As they lay still upon the ground~
"" Whoooops "" A little awkward yet
The mother turned her head as if to smile~
The little foal then it stood up
And walked around awhile ~


Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988

I started writing at sixteen years of age
I not long turned seventy six still write
I don't write to only please others at all
I write what I see I know day or night

I live by my values integrity principles
The captain of my very own soul I be
Don't need religions advice in life
I walk my own line uncrossed but free

Poetry is the very voice of your soul
As it comes to mind child or academic
Write your feelings honesty sincerely
Speak from your soul simply no panic

The soul older than all time yours too
Always be yourself write your own way
If any don't like it well thats just tough
You are so meant to be night and every day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Today I heard my mummy yodel
I never thought she could~
I thought that she never liked that music
But she really sounded good~
So I ran out to listen
And she was laying upon the floor~
With the biggest cockroach upon her dress
That I've ever seen before~
I thought that she'd gone country
And that she changed her mind it's true~
When I got out there she was'nt yodeling
But yelling things that were true blue~
Then she got up and started dancing
Steps I never thought she knew~
Because she could no longer find that cockroach
He must have been effected too~
I thought my mum had gone all country
She sounded pretty good~
I think she should go country
I really wished she would ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright back in 1966

Don't 'cha just love gentle rain on the roof
I too love the smell of rain on dry soil~
love listening to the kettle on the stove
When the waters almost on the boil~
love the taste of outback billy tea
Love the fragrance of the flowering gums~
And I love the feeling of getting back home
After a hard days work is done~
I really love the summer evening breezes
And the sight of the fullest Yellow moon~
I love listening to my true love sing
Whilst cooking and humming a little tune~
I love that twinkle in her eye
When I throw her a passing kiss~
I love all lifes little things
Its they that make life simply bliss~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1987

Fairies,Elves and Little people
That all come out after dark~
To work and play and visit all their friends
And do all they do at night like the evening lark~
They say they all have little jobs to do
And things to take care of~
Things most of us humans take for granted
Little chores they all perform with love~
Its said the leprechauns look after the trees
And that the elves take care of the flowers too~
Fairies look after sleeping children
There would be one that watches over you~
During the dark wee hours of the day
All those little people zipping around here and there~
Doing all that they do so well
Their love for life and nature beyond compare~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1980