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September 09 Rainits the normal weather in the lake -district today
Rain (v.a.d) Rain rain go away please do not be around to stay clattering against the window pane everyone is stuck in the house driveing mum insane rain rain you have caused a flood all this rain isn't doing my garden any good pulling wellies on instead of my posh shoes rain your giveing me the blues storm clouds gather up head makes me feel like today I should have stayed in bed entertaining the kids is a pleasure to do they want to go outside to play so rain please go away do to pass the time I write my friend a letter hopeing that tommorow's weather will be better oh no there are little muddy footprints on the floor rain rain go away I don't like you any more September 02 what is a friendWhat is a Friend (v.a.d) What is a friend? Someone who will be there when your broken heart is to mend A friend will be there for you when life is getting you down They always will turn your frown upside down because a smile is better than a frown When your ill A friend is better than any tonic or pill we Hold friendship deep in our heart Because We are best of friends and will never ever part Friendship can be simply explained like this Forever in each others hearts to stay greeting with a hug and a kiss Roses are red in their flower bed Ice is cold to touch enough there is said Each and every day Never to part like twins I’d say Doubt’s we share too Sticking together like glue Hello is our daily greeting I look forward to our eventually meeting Pleased we are the best of friends please never doubt that We are ready to help each other out at the drop of a hat September 01 Music (poem)Music (v.a.d) When I hear music play I can't help myself I have to along with it sway Its like there is freedom in my soul hearing music always gets its goal dance to the beat of music it sounds so sweet kicking off my shoes I'll dance in my bare feet When you hear the music play can't help myself along as I've got to sing and sway Its like there is a gypsy in my soul hearing music it always gets its goal In your home you freely dance along Singing along as you do your housework to the radio to your favorite song There is freedom in my soul Hearing music as it always gets its goal Doing a dance you can do no wrong Singing along with your favorite song August 28 Faith (poem)you got to have faith as well as hope through whatever life gives you you can cope to pray a little each day helps no matter what anyone does say
no matter what happens have faith and hope they really help you to cope god does all this to test you for a reason spring or fall whatever the season
faith can move moutains with a little help from hope with whatever life gives you you learn how to cope pray a little at the end of the day say thank you lord for my friends as they do help me no matter what they say August 24 Bank Holidays (poem)
Bank Holidays (v.a.d) Dodgems speedway being kept busy no time for boredom to strike so we don’t moan The fairground has a smell it has all of its own We have Broke up from school its bank holiday time again Each day mum turns religious as we hear mum pray when do they return to school please god please tell me when
Walking to see a friend Hopeing each day won’t be our holidays at an end Fishing and never being trouble Why our holidays went so quick almost at the double Skipping playing with a hoop Soon be time for school again can I develop an illness maybe a cold if I try hard enough maybe even the croop Seaside days out or a run in to the lakes my memorys of bank holidays they were such lovely breaks sunset colours (poem)Sunset Colours (v.a.d) the sky is a delight to see it looks like its on fire to me firey flames of amber and red watching the scene as I sit upon my bed golden glow on the tree green grass grows all around free sleepy cattle lay down in their field big black shadows almost looking like a shield colourful flowers stay open in the reddish glow a slight breeze blows them to and fro sleepily looking upon the scene I wonder if ever a more lovely sight has ever been June 28 escape (poem)Escape (v.a.d) from the stress'es and strains of life I long to escape for one brief moment of being a mother and a wife but when I do get the chance I don't want to go out to a dinner and dance its odd when I get the chance of a break it feels to me wrong its a mistake there are 24 hours in a day and I love every moment of them come what may for a break a short escape yes I do long but when we get the chance of one why is it to me it feels so wrong when my family is asleep the silence is golden as at each child I do count my blessings as I take a peep June 07 Dad (farthers day poem)I lost my dad 7 years ago in feb to cancer but I do still think of him everyday not just farthers day. have a great farthers day when it comes and enjoy your dad for as long as you can ok. Valx Dad (v.a.d) As you count your blessings one by one Just one person ,a man will shine out like the sun He has been with you through the good time’s and the bad Children you do know this man he`s called your dad
Now his hair maybe more silver than gold This makes his wife and family love him all the more if truth were told Now dad is a good bloke And the muscle’s in his arm’s are as strong as oak
Dad does have a lion’s strength and pride You can see this when he gaze’s at his wife and family on his face is a grin a mile wide All I can say is may god bless dad Because his wife and family know he is a caring, loving man and the best friend you ever had Escape (poem)Escape (v.a.d)
from the stress'es and strains of life
sometimes I long to escape for one brief moment of being a mother and a wife but when I do get the chance I don't want to go out to a dinner and dance its odd when I get the chance of a break it feels to me wrong its a mistake there are 24 hours in a day and I love every moment of them come what may for a break a short escape yes I do long but when we get the chance of one why is it to me it feels so wrong when my family is asleep the silence is golden as at each child I do count my blessings as I take a peep May 23 friendship flower (poem)Freindship Flower (v.a.d)
I think Friendship is like a flower
that blossems and grows hour after hour
with a little understanding and a bit of care
it will be tended by gods hand so fair
friendships flower has sweetly smelling perfume
which will brighten up every room
colourful is its beauty bright
when friends chat into the night
may our friendship flower blossem forever more
as I hold my friends dearly in my hearts core
with a little understanding loveing and careing
friendships flower can never be on anyone wearing
May 17 Holiday (poem)The golden field`s of corn Look like patches against the green on a sunny morn This scene make`s me feel how lucky we are As each day we travel in the car
the Mountains look so far way We love the countryside as we are on our holiday Our holiday will end soon alas and alack But one day we will be back!
We have enjoyed our holiday Now we must pack and be on our way We don`t want our holiday to end As we’ve enjoyed our self’s and met some people to call a friend
for now we say Goodbye to the land of heather So lovely it looks no matter what ever the weather Midges do give a nasty bite But who could forget a lovely sight Holiday (v.a.d)
May 09 Displayits been lovely hot weather in cumbria recently but even doing the gardening was such an effort to do
I wrote this poem after cutting some flowers from our garden to brighten up our house a little.
Display (vad)
its so hot outside in the garden today but those lilacs I've cut have made a fine display in my basket I have roses white in full bloom really do have a lovely perfume
my hat I have placed on the table I will move it after I've had a cold drink then I'll feel more able the flowers make a beutifull picture together I really do not like all this hot weather
the colours go well in the display yet how I wish it would cool down a little today my hat I must place back up on my head then back for more flowers in the garden I will tread May 06 I RecallI wrote this about an ex-nieghbour friend of mine when she had to leave her familys home because she could no longer manage on her own and went into a home (she has sadly passed away now
 may god bless her as she was so lovely. ) take care of yourselfs love and hugs ValxxI Recall (v.a.d)
I looked at the flowers gaily blooming in the garden as the old cat sniffed at one the climbing frame that I remembered kids playing with and yet by tomorrow it would be gone as the sun shone so brightly my memorys of being a mother came back but soon I’d be moving from this house as there is only me and the cat now alas and alack smiling as I sit in my chair as I recall the love we shared in this house and our kids playing outside with that red ball you left me because god called you to him I’d visit to tell you I still love you but as I grow older my balance is upset and my eyesight is dim I do still recall your smileing face I remember those days in the garden where our children did race I move into a cosy home tomorrow because I know those days will to me never come back yet I know I won’t be alone I still have our old cat to comfort me and one of our kids at the other end of the Phone May 04 Clock of TimeCLOCK OF TIME (v.a.d)
Tick-tock-tick the clock of time go`s so quick first a baby in mum`s arm`s next a young lady,with all her charm`s tick-tock-tick -tock next step to my ageing was danceing to rock where does the time go? no use asking me because I just don`t know they say that the sand`s of time they do run slow for me they never seemed too that I do know tick-tock-tick my clock of time has gone so quick tick-tock-tick-tock on the clock of time sometime`s I feel I want to put a lock now I'm a mum and soon one-day I`ll find my first gray hair as with all my age,s in time I don`t feel as if I care April 27 ElvisI do love music and from the day I heard this man sing as a child in a film on tv I was a fan and still am a fan of his today, and I have written this poem as my tribute
to Elvis Presley.
Elvis (v.a.d)
Elvis I remember your good times and your bad
when you died I felt like I'd lost the best friend I'd ever had how I loved to hear you sing mama liked the roses because you loved her so and now you have gone it is a big blow you had a voice that was from heaven sent and I guess to meet your mum that was where you went I remember your joy that day when Lisa Marie was born it truly was a blessed morn with a song a joke and the curl of your lip I for one loved your shakeing hip how I wish you were here but there is one thing I can do Elvis and that is I will still remember you
April 19 Forever YoungForever Young (v.a.d)
I`ve got wrinkles on my furrowed brow I did not have them before but they are here now mirror mirror on the wall I was young once I seem to recall sometimes I do feel like I'm liveing in the twilight zone yet I really do not want to moan like a song so finely sung
in my heart I am forever young when people look at me they seem to forget I was once young and I am still young yet in my heart I feel full of go its just my body can sometimes let me down so life go's on and I am liveing yet my family and freinds love me and so does my little pet like a song so finely sung in my heart I will remain forever young April 15 SnakesI must admit Snakes make me shudder as I am not keen on them and its strange but I wrote this poem about them after watching a wildlife tv proggramme.
SNAKE.S (v.a.d)
Sleeping curled together in a knot keeping warm while the weather is not that hot snake`s have not got slippery skin its dry to the touch its better not touch them so you can`t win
the boa constrictor will give you a friendly hug and will squeeze the life out of anything that is the rub the rattlesnake will warn with a little rattle it is always`s ready for a battle
the cobra is dangerous when the hood is shown an adder’s bite could kill with poison and it does freely roam now the grass snake is harmless as it`s a lizard not a snake remember this for your own safety and a sleeping snake please do not awake April 14 MouseMOUSE BY V.A.D
Mouse(v.a.d)
has anyone seen me?no, not yet!
small and furry and brown a mouse and not a pet
scampering picking up your crumbs off the kitchen floor keeping an eye out for a cat,while I collect some more you`ve set traps for me I just cheekily pinch the cheese out of them for my tea
with whiskers quite long, and my nose atwitchin roaming around your floor in the kitchen what ever is that big furry thing? oh god its a cat! well I don't fancy that what big ears it has, and long whiskers too it looks so big,it should be in a zoo its eyes are so funny, they`re green oh god they are glinting what does that mean?" running quite fast there is my mousehole I`m safe at last April 12 SwanSwan (v.a.d)
I am a sight to see on the river I proudly arch my neck and for food I will glide to thee just look at me I am a proud one swimming glideng through the water a lovely white swan ruffled feathers to smooth my long neck I will bend a proud bird the queens special friend my brown fluffy feathered cynets around me I will keep if they get slightly lost they have a funny way to call me can you hear them ?peep,peep,peep when my babys get tired onto my back they go I'm giveing them a ride and they look out through my feathers at you shakeing my head proudly I just don't know please don't walk near my nest my babys to see because my mate he's called a cob is really protective of his family April 09 Fox (poem)FOX (v.a.d)
I`m not sly though there is a saying that say,s I am if I was would I be in this jam? all these dog,s and people on thier horse "hhh-mmm, where can I hide? in that barn of course"! who would miss a rabbit, hen or duck? "yum, no-one with anyluck"! bright eyed my ear s all alert I`ve got a snarl that can sound rather curt ever on the lookout for a rabbit or a hen I get lucky now and again "ho-ho, now i can have some fun" bang! that`s a shot from the farmer`s gun! trot back to my mate ,the vixen with my catch in her I`ve met my match just a bushy tailed fox red is my fur colour small as a dog I`ll hide behind that log, and watch as the hunters gallop by then twitch my ear,s as they go in full cry |
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