Christmas song

Soft lays the snow
With a whispering chill
Sparkling lights
In the windows will fill
Stop, look, listen
Don't let the magic pass
It will soon be gone,
Like the sands in the glass ~
Be the excited child within

The roads are busy
Shops filled to the brim.
Take time, pause and breathe,
Hear the sound of the hymn
Stop, look, listen.
Don't let the magic pass
It will soon be gone,
Like the sands in the glass
Be the excited child within

Relish the memory,
Feel the glow,
Of childhood Christmases
Long, long ago
Stop, look, listen.
Don't let the magic pass
It will soon be gone,
Like the sands in the glass
Be the excited child within

New job

Off I go again
New job
Nerves a rattling
Need to do well
Unknown territory
Familiar situation
Fingers crossed

Am I lonely?

Am I lonely?

Let me ponder that thought.

I am alone a lot of the time.

I have good friends at the end of a text

And my son lives at the end of my path.

But 90% of the minute full day

I spend with me, myself and I.

Sometimes I crave a companion of sorts –

I did try a cat for a while.

But I surprisingly found that I am selfishly tight;

That I devour time to be on my own.

So when the question arises

As it quite often does

I can honestly say that I’m not.

I am rich in my company

As I have no buts to share

I can come and go as I please.

So no pitying looks please

And offers of seats

As I’m happy as happy can be.

New Year

Sing a song 

Dance like no one is watching

Feel the music within

Walk whatever the weather

Take a memory 

Smile 

Laugh if you can

Talk to someone new

Write down thoughts

Look to the sky

Remember with love

Say Thanks for another day

Donate time or money

Eat colourful food

Drink water

To all my cyber Facebook pals,
Who've eluded my Christmas card list, 
May I wish you all the season's blessings,
Before you all get pissed!

It's been a crazy, heck of a year,
With good times, naff times and some quite glum
It might well be bumpier around the corner,
With the weird and wonderful yet to come.

But my wish for you and yours to love,
Is a safe passage through the unknown,
Peace, health and patience, understanding and strength
With a wealth of treasured moments of your own

A verse a day for September

My aim is to write

Every day for a month

And see what evolves in that time

I enjoy using words

Arranged in blank verse 

Which haphazardly might choose to rhyme

So as September looms

So my mind will begin

To juggle some syllables around

And when October approaches

I’ll review and digest

And hope I’ve not let myself down!

Mum

We miss your flapjacks – ours never taste the same,

We miss your tear-filled giggles,

When something amused you – usually slightly risqué!

I berate myself every weekend

For leaving it too late to call you,

Then remember I can’t

 We miss your kindness for everyone you met

 We miss your chats to dogs and cats we met on walks

    I still say ‘Good Morning Mr Magpie – how’s your wife and family’

   Just as you would do

   We miss your elaborate lowdowns

 Of TV quizzes that we might have missed

    We miss the help and support you always gave us

      When times were tough

        I miss the way I could never leave from a visit

             Without ‘petrol money’ in my pocket

       We miss the fact that we will never again receive

          A personalised, hand-made birthday card

       But most of all, from the bottom of our hearts

          We miss YOU ♥♥♥

      Happy Birthday Mum/Nanna