Success is feeling better about your self today than you did yesterday
Failure is never repeating this
Success is feeling better about your self today than you did yesterday
Failure is never repeating this
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
Whom might it be?
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
Someone for me
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
Only she
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
Ever to be.
Rejoice any who in birth see hope
On February’s 14th day
Wish for health and happiness
And love along the way
Now dreams made flesh and blood
Soon it will be Spring, here, right here
Winter’s icy hold will ease
Longer, warmer, more colourful days
New life, fresh hopes and dreams; Oh please?
Some were there after WW2
Austerity was nothing new
Great Britain proud, but so weak
Hadn’t turned the other cheek
For more than one tough decade
Independence; much overplayed
Struggling both, at home and abroad
Separatism, seriously flawed
Political and economic grip
Lay in a hard-won partnership
‘Sick man of Europe’ would be no more
The UK climbed back off the floor
But was the final cost too great
For some in these islands state?
Ill-considered; this last ‘one man stand’
Sad cherished, misguided; my homeland
Where statesmen in our hour of need?
With sager counsel the mass to lead
A decrepit Mini; no shiny Rolls Royce
This ‘deal’ cannot be anyone’s choice
The bell is polished every day
Messes cleaned up straight away
Bridge to nowhere spick and span
Uniforms spotless to a man
Deck crew mustered on parade
Anchor hosed as it is weighed
Sails unfurled to catch the tide
Captain surveys the boat with pride
All is ship shape; Bristol-fashion
Grog divided; each man’s ration
Fair wind blows for foreign shores
Heading set for the Azores.
Wretched wooden worm-ridden wreck
Near buried in the sand
Haggard haunted holey deck
Storm driven onto land
Tempest torn timber hull
Shattered and salt sodden
Rusty railings rattling full
Crew lost and long forgotten
Anchors away for an alien shore
The call went out to the brave
Now silenced sea shanties roar
Drowned by every crashing wave
None returned to give the reasons
Why that shipwreck happened then
Lives lost and not lamented
For dragooned and press-ganged men
In DC for the July holiday
It was abundantly clear
England hadn’t been fair to them
1776 was the decisive year
Helped by French Navy ships
A bloody war was won.
Subjects turned into citizens
And told the British ‘be gone!’
Nowadays their young are taught early
America is the best.
With a democratic process
Held as a cut above the rest
But it isn’t yet Utopia
With the gun crime, prejudice and drugs.
Equality, poverty and healthcare
Are issues that still have bugs
The Declaration of Independence
Set its sights appropriately high
In England the Magna Carta
Gave rights five centuries before the 4th of July
I can will a stone to move;
A blade of grass to dance
Without a wind behind my back
Or elementary chance
The clouds will part at my command
Or lightning strike the ground
All this and more with divine ease
And ne’er a mortal sound
I laugh as eons fly in a blink
And mountains crumble fast
But sure as stars blink out in turn
My joy can never last
For happier is the one who can
Gainsay a soul’s desire
Or better, fleeting spirits lift;
And set a heart on fire
Two opt to share a common route
Along a path in time
What’s been has gone, but what’s to be
They’ll both face on that line.
Ups and downs, smiles and frowns
Challenges along the way
Whatever lies around the bend
Combined, they’ll seize the day.