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March 31, 2012
It’s not like it was in my day’,
The old folks are heard to lament.
But they’re not like they were in their day,
Life’s disillusionment’s have left a dent!
Let the young enjoy their world,
Why not let them do it their way
Set them free to experiment
After all, every dog has it’s day.
You’re not alone, so don’t feel isolated,
It happens, it’s life.
We are all just as vulnerable.
You just have to deal with it,
Move forward, move on.
We are all at times gullible.
We’ve all been to hell and back.
It’s hollow, it’s dark.
But the crash is recoverable.
The nightmare
The anguish
The bitterness
The hatred
The resentment
The misery
The frustration
The insanity
The imprisonment
The monotony
The boredom
The destruction
The responsibility
The loving
The End.
March 29, 2012
Sometimes in life we meet someone,
Who turns our world around,
By giving us back our self respect
And scraping us off the ground.
Sometimes in life we meet someone,
Who is really on our side.
And makes us feel complete again,
By giving us back our pride.
Sometimes in life we meet someone,
When our fortunes are running low.
And I’m glad that when it was happening to me,
That you I got to know.
Until they’ve gone
You never know
The hold they had
On you, and it’s
True we do turn
Into them
How time, so fast, she flew
Set him free to
Explore the vastness
Give him time to
Discover who he is
Snip the umbilical cord
And pray
In our lives we have lots of pals,
And acquaintances by the score.
I don’t suppose that we ever know,
Which of those we really bore.
But how many people
Can we really call our friend?
Who’ll support us through thick and thin
Right to the end?
A real friend will tell us that we are wrong,
Knowing that we will shout.
They’d rather be truthful and make us see sense,
Than see us look a fool – I’ve no doubt.
A friend can be candid but still remain loyal.
And at times drive us right round the bend.
But they’ll always listen at the drop of a hat,
And always our problems they’ll mend.
A true friend is priceless
A solid rock,
Upon whom we can always depend.
Sometimes thoughts are too personal to mention
Sometimes memories are too heartbreaking to recall
Sometimes my world without you seems so futile
Sometimes I don’t want to live at all
Sometimes I get so melancholy
Sometimes I feel emotional and want to scream
Sometimes I realise that life is intolerable
Sometimes I see you, but know it’s a dream
Sometimes my mind goes around in circles
Sometimes I think I am going insane
Sometimes I thank the Lord that I met you
Sometimes we meet in loves sleepy lane
Sometimes words that you said come to haunt me
Sometimes I want to tell you about my day
Sometimes tears gently fall in abundance
Sometimes the game, I do give away
When you awoke this morning
You were filled with love and desire
You turned to me and I could see
Your bright eyes were on fire
When I awoke this morning
I knew I had to iron your shirt
And put the wheelie bin out
So the bed I did desert.
I heard you call my name today.
Your quiet voice whispered through the
Rustling boughs of the wind torn oak tree.
How did I know it was you?
Oh, that was easy.
For after the calling, the voice continued
‘Wake up, you silly little chump’
And in that instance
I knew you’d kept your promise
To come back and visit.