dscf0773Life’s no rehearsal

That’s what they say

So enjoy life together

Each precious day


Share common pleasures

Work as a pair

Don’t waste a moment

Laugh without care


For soon it’ll be over

The time will have come

With no final chances

For any more fun


But know that you’re lucky

To hold someone dear

And don’t practise now

For when they’re not there.

Last Resort

img_0385How dare you tell me what to do

Can’t you see I am full grown

You think you know what’s best for me

I can manage on my own


You can’t be right all the time

You’ve ruled the roost too long

Why should I follow your advice

I’m not dancing to that song


I will do what I want to do

And make up my own mind

I don’t need your help these days

Hush please, if you’d be so kind


If I’m in a bind, I’ll sort it out

By giving it plenty of thought

Then, if and when, I’ve tried but failed

You’ll be my last resort.

Grown Old


Look at my wrinkled hand

It wasn’t like that before

Why are my knees hurting so

When I get up to answer the door


Why do I feel so tired these days

I’ll be better when I’ve had a nap

Turn on the telly, if you please

But I bet it’s all going to be crap


What day is this and who are you

I don’t recognise anyone now

Childhood memories are crystal clear

But yesterday’s not there anyhow.

You’re Damned If You Do….

dscf0602Poor old Tommy on that foreign street

Armed to the teeth, like some he’ll meet

How does he tell public from foe

The courts back in England say he should know


It’s the generals’ job to decide how and when

To train and deploy their brave fighting men

But when it goes wrong, poor Tommy’s to blame

Not those who sent him to fight in their name.

The Gone-child

rls_03-09-2002_0388Fresh talc and terry-towelling smell

Rhymes and stories longing to tell

Spotting that very first baby tooth

Eyes searching mine for some loving truth


Lighting one candle on the birthday cake

Leisurely walks around the park lake

Holding hands and showing I care

Talking of others, no longer here


Laughing at furrows on my ageing brow

Answering questions about why and how

Forbidden sweets shared when none can see

Just coming round for Sunday tea


Don’t ask which of these pleasures I miss the most

For none are matters about which I can boast

And, knowing these things might never be

I must miss them all, but secretly.

Seasons Passing

2001-02-02-00h49m41As silent frosts and gentle snow

Bid ‘sleep still’ to plants below

Winds at shivering branches tear

Threatening any that above ground dare


Icy cold, seeds wait their turn

To know what fate they are to learn

When Winter deigns to loose its grasp

As feeble shoots feint sunlight clasp


Then urgent as the days grow longer

Frenzied growth forever stronger

Through warming soil, tendrils searching

Stalk and leaves now skyward lurching


Green hued cells their magic weave

Creating starch, apart do cleave

In answer to Spring’s gleeful call

Across the earth new life will sprawl


‘Till basking in our young star’s rays

Countless flowers their heads do raise

Grasses nod, caressing the breeze

Pollen gathered by dutiful bees


The Summer months bring endless days

Fields, gardens, pastures, bright-cloaked in haze

With lengthening shadows soon to cast

The signal that this cannot last


Ripening fruits fill hedge and vine

Quick gathered in to make new wine

Nature’s harvest garnered and stored

Planet-bequeathed life-giving hoard


Leaves slowly rust in amber shades

And drop to lie in Autumn glades

A last joyful scent of this year’s roses

Then, once again the cycle closes.


dscf1348Say ‘Ahh’ for those with the idle gene

Who in the mornings are seldom seen

They miss the lark and the shepherds warning

But sleep on wearily as day is dawning


Then as the sun climbs to its full height

They stir and ready to face the light

Cautiously, through the curtains they stare

And laugh at the fools dashing about out there


If work is a choice they choose something other

Why toil for a living if you needn’t bother

Instead think how to pass the day

Life is too short to live any other way


Why can’t we all have this carefree life

And let someone else face all the strife

Enjoy idle days as our birth right

Saving our energy to enjoy the night.