Some are put in body bags
when they go to war.
Others are thought as hopeless
and are carelessly thrown away.
Some resist the movement
and within them the will to live is strong.
They fight for every moment
that their breath may give to them.
They want nothing more than to live,
the right of every mortal thing t
hat walks on the face of this good earth.
Before we discard a life,
we must give that life a chance to live.
Life is too precious
to be ever thrown away.
30 July 2008
The idol of generations young and old,a broad shouldered man with raunchy facewho always fought the good fight.For fifty years, he rode the screen trail,but now he’s gone, his name will remain,as there was only one John Wayne.13 June 1979Author’s note:I wrote this tribute to John Wayne who died on the 12th June 1979. Whom…
together with family and friends,tell jokes and long yarns,roasting chestnuts and marsh-mellowsuntil the dawn breaks.Christmas is the time of celebratingwith good cheer with everyonewho crosses our path.Let us hope it continueslong after Christmas has goneand all through the year.
None of them workingFor an ActorHere lies a person of many exitsThis is his finalFor a DoctorHe wings his way to heaven’s doorAs many of his patients have done beforeDate unknownAuthors note:These were written in a spare moment as a bit of fun and should be taken as just that.
Each day men were killedin battlefields far away.In a sleepy little hamlettucked deep in the Wye Valley,in a converted shed behind his homeProfessor Robert Hogarth workedin his makeshift laboratory.His hope was to develop a stimulantto make plants grow larger and quicker,thus helping with the food shortage.Outside the storm clouds gatheredextinguishing the light of the sun.In…
as the morning starts to rise.The last one to go to fall asleepas the sun begins to wake.Morning star as everything yawns a sleepy headyou smile before going off to your bed.You are not the wishing starwhom everyone wishes uponhoping their wishes will come true.Morning star you’re the last one to go to sleep,but the…
The lazy sun of AugustFor an October honeymoonTake the autumn leavesTurning green to brownThe snows of winterThat will soon cover the groundTake all these beautiesAnd the seven wonders of the worldWrap them and tie them with a bowSo I can give them to my girlShe could shame any wonderNo doubt them allFor she isThe most…
