Gaudete
If you enjoyed the poem, you may like to listen to the song, recorded with my 2 lovely sisters and one niece.
Merry Christmas everybody! xxxx
Tuesday 14th December 2010 7:58 pm
Football
When you wake up right in the middle of a cold cold night
and there's no such a thing as a warm blue light
with hardly anyone around
yet you're still loved
your dreams-
justified
it really seems
your life is made of dreams
we breathe, neither awake nor asleep
our world falling apart, yet there's football on TV
with all there is to come - just how shall an...
Sunday 5th December 2010 11:51 am
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