Theresa Hartley-Mace

Theresa Hartley-Mace Dec 2020

Covid

It’s in my neck
Oh what the heck
It’s a pain
A lump grown bigger
Then go and figure
Can’t see it
Can’t free it
Covid puts a stop
To any kind of op!

Covid seems to be responsible for longer hospital waiting times consultations, scans and check ups! It doesn’t care!

Theresa Hartley-Mace Dec 2020

Snow

Snow snow
We’ve got snow
Thick and lovely
Flakes coming down
But it’s wet under foot
Will it stick
I just don’t know
Will it be white all over
Snow snow snow
All slushy
Sleet sleet sleet
Just wet and slushy
Where’s my snow
I just don’t know!

Dec 2020

Richard Smith

Therapy

Everybody needs it
For one thing or another
If not from a professional
We get it from each other
We talk and laugh and joke
About the things that are our troubles
To lighten our minds
And stop them crumbling to rubble

From something as simple as falling over to something as big as losing a loved one we all have traumas that need therapy be it professional or not keep your mind healthy

Dec 2020

Richard Smith

Feelings

The words that come are useless
They just cannot convey
The passion and the meaning
Of what I want to say

I get so **** frustrated
At the feelings locked inside
That have no way of escaping
And flying far and wide

I don’t show much emotion
And wish that I could change
To tell the ones I love
What’s really on my mind

Having a hard time talking to anyone and this came to my mind probably as a cry for help it takes a lot to talk sometimes but the effort has to be made

Dec 2020

Richard Smith

A wish

I wished a wish
That wish was you
And then in time
That wish came true
For in that wish
Your love I knew
As mine for ever
Me and you

Dec 2020

Richard Smith

Quiet night

In the gentle quiet
When most are fast asleep
The velvet night envelopes
The people as they breathe
The deep breath’s of the resting
The murmurs as they dream
As all the stresses of the day
Are melted right away

Theresa Hartley-Mace Dec 2020

Trees and you and me.

The trees hold hands beneath the soil
Their roots communicate as the meet
As their ends curl and coil
They talk about their world out there
In the sometimes cold, cold air,
And the atmosphere they share
But do they really care
Well they must do
Because they are here for me and you!
So hug a tree
You will then see
What a tree is to you and me!