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February 26, 2012

 

An open goalmouth

What is the lad doing?

His shot went wide

And had the crowd booing

 

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She suddenly saw him across the room.

The man with whom she’d once had a steamy affair.

She remembered how he’d tied her to the bed,

As she abandoned every care.

 

Now wasn’t the moment to approach him,

They were both in another space and time

But their eyes locked in total memory,

Recalling what was then quite sublime.

 

Her whole body seemed to tingle,

 And her head, it felt quite light.

A bright flush of redness came to her cheeks,

As she thought of that wonderful night.

 

A few minutes later he walked to the door.

It was impossible for either to speak.

He turned back to look at her one last time,

And suddenly her knees went quite weak.

 

Thank goodness that moment was over.

Thank goodness that the sun once shone.

It is all part of life’s rich tapestry.

But she couldn’t help wonder where he’d gone!

 

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He is the butterfly that

Flutters by the tree

He is the songbird

Who chirps with glee

He is in the eyes of

 the child at your knee

He’s there beside you

And forever will be

 

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Oh what fun it is

Chasing the chaste!

But once in her web

-I retreat – post haste

 

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It doesn’t really matter

if the job is not quite done!

We can finish it tomorrow

At our leisure in the sun

 

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The geese are going to warmer places

-Sensing it’s time to go

They don’t require tickets and cases

-They travel lightly – you know

 

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Why be anxious and anticipate

Why not just relax and wait

 

The outcome won’t be what you think

So let your mind go on the blink

 

Do not judge or indeed foresee

Just think ‘What will be – will be’

 

You cannot change a forgone conclusion

So just imagine it’s an illusion

 

Most times anxiety is unfounded

So let your feet stay firmly grounded

 

No way  can the past  you change

Or the future re-arrange

 

So just accept what’s going on

This time tomorrow, it will be gone

 

Time doesn’t wait, it never did

So on anxiety…put the lid

 

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Show me a tissue

Soaked in tears

From a grief stricken Mum

Who realised her fears.

 

She felt on the day

Her son left with his pack

He was gone forever

and wouldn’t be back.

 

Intuition had told her

Not to let her son go

But he was living his dream

His face had a glow

 

Inside, her heart ached

As only a mother’s can

His dad said ‘Be proud,

He’ll come back a man.

 

Brave though he was,

And courageous and strong

She soon got the call

That proved her right all along

 

Alas, no-one listened

For she couldn’t speak

And she now mops the tears

That fall to her cheek.

 

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I saw a cat with bright green eyes

Down at the Rescue today

He looked at me and said ‘Take me home’

Would I just – if I had my own way!

 

I saw a lovely Tabby Mum

With her two sons – Fluffy and Felix

They tore at my heart, but I already have four!

And with them – they would just never mix

 

I saw other cats trotting here and there-

Going about their daily routine

The feeling down there is beyond compare-

It’s the best place I’ve ever been!

 

I’ve been to Paris and London too

And I’ve drank Champagne on a boat

But a visit to the Cat Rescue –

Always brings a lump to my throat.

 

There’s something down there- SO tranquil and still

Simply something that money can’t buy

I could bring them ALL home, but my Husband said NO!

Ah Well!  –  It was still worth a try!

 

Some cats are majestic, others are bold

And some they just know how to charm.

All cats are wise and give out so much love

Just one stroke brings so much inner calm

 

If you feel you could sponsor a lonely cat

That’s been abandoned, or simply is lost!

It’s the most worthwhile thing that you ever could do

-No matter how little the cost.

 

These creatures are mystical – We need them around

To make sense of this crazy old planet

It can’t hurt to love them and give them a home

Well really – I ask you – Can it?

 

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February 23, 2012

 

I’m guilty by association

I knew his mother’s brother

We once had a romp in the bluebell wood

And then went back for another

 

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