Words can be powerful
And mean what they say
But words that are used
Can only be in great honesty

Thank you for the words
And what they’re bringing
Put the words together
And you’ll hear someone singing

But words from fiction
Can only just be
Not really meant
To you and to me

Thank you for the words
And what they’re bringing
Put the words together
And you’ll hear someone singing

At the Christmas market
And on a stall
We met a beautiful lady
But sadly that’s not all

Her sadness overflowed
Affected by the war
Her family still over there
And Her distress she did share

We bought some things for the Christmas tree
We gave her a big hug and kiss
And said we would pray for her
And her family of whom she miss

So God please help her and all her family
Protect them as they go
Help all those poor people
Burdened with the war

Poetry
Flowetry flow
Knowetry  know
Goetry go
Just wordetry words

Just words
In an etry way

It’s now morning but it’s more like night
The day is not even dawning
And that’s not quite right
The sky is filled with sleet and snow
Will it stick we just don’t know
But it’s cold and it’s damp
My bed and my blanket
Are inviting me to stay
But I can’t really spend just the whole day
Cuddled up in the warm
Perhaps a few hours until I’m in form
And ready to face leaving my dorm
To The cold damp and forlorn
Wintery weather on this week day morn!

The rain has gone to sleet
It’s coming down a treat
Adding to the snow
Very soggy now you know

It was slippery out the other day
But now it’s slutch and the kids can’t play
No more snowmen to be built
It may just freeze so get under your quilt

I just love writing poetry
It’s a great thing to do
Putting down words
Fantasy or truth
It’s just like a piece of art
It depicts a picture
From the beginning to the end
And the words will just lend
As to what it will send
And the reader will interpret
How they want to do
So please read my poetry
Because I love you all too!