Poetry Blogs (happy days)
In less than an hour it will be 1997.
In this short time do you remember?
Do you shrug off the past to make way for the future
or do you hold on to the dying year
seeing every minute disappear before your eyes?
On this, the last day we have been covered by snow
and frozen by the cold as the old God Cronus turns
his hour glass over for another year.
Wednesday 26th February 2014 5:41 pm
This is the endless summer of our youth
a time of music and of fun.
A time of blue skies and cold beer
in pubs in the country.
The sky is always free of clouds
and we fall in love, so heart achingly, to last forever.
Special times, trips to the coast.
It is a time for you and me.
Our friends are always there for us
when we see music festi...
Friday 15th November 2013 6:53 pm