remembering the highlights
along with the year’s woes.
How things made us laugh
and the others that made us cry
the whole mixed bag
that we call a year gone by.
We look forward to the next
with eager expectations
reflecting on how we can
make more dreams come true
and all the time hoping that sadness
will miss our door.
Of making new friends to fill the gaps
where old ones have faded away.
All this we do as we reflect
on the passing of another year.
31 December 2009
that I have when I go on holiday.Maybe he was right.Today while sitting in the airportlounge nervously waiting for our flightwhen suddenly from the loudspeaker came.“The fire detector has been activated in your section.Please go to the nearest emergency exit.”Now I was already having kittensjust thinking of the flight.Now with that announcementI was having puppies…
Age doesn’t matter when the heartfalls in love with someone.The world fills with happinessno sorrow or despair in sight.Love conquers all it toucheswith its brilliant blinding light.No matter what you aremeek, mild, rich or pooronce love has you in its sightthe rest of the worldis all but lost from view.27 September 2014
Our first meetings arelike the early morning dewthat awakens the flowersthat spread coloursthrough our lives.We walk each daywith strangers we do not knowwho could bring with thema friendship unboundwhen they enterinto our lives.The next timeyou see a stranger smileas that stranger couldin the not too distant futurebring a long and lastingfriendship into your life.
The lure of its wandering waves,get a boat and sail with me.The sea, the sea beckons meto sail away from home,to leave all that I loveand with her find a new home.The sea, the sea with its restless wayskeeps calling out my name.Saying that sailing with herwill give me fortune and fame.I am not a…
each of us tears held in our eyes.We bowed our headsand a prayer to saywhen someone placed a bouquetof coloured roses on the groundbefore they buried you away.A stranger whom we did not knowsmiled and serenely said to usthat these flowers represent their life,and what they gave to us.Red roses for the bloodthat pumped arounda…
Everywhere you hear the night callsthat echo in the darkness.The calls that inspire loversunder the pale moonlightas hand in hand they walkthrough their own paradise.In the darkness of the nightthe creatures sing their chorusfor lovers that might callthat begins at twilight, ending when dawn calls.23 September 2010
