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That Old Me | Agonizing Words
In the midst of changing the world, I lost my soul while creating my life. Now when I look back to the time when I was still a kid so full of innocence, kindness, and full of happiness. Now life is like a rat race where all we can think about is just getting more and more involved in work to earn more for a better lifestyle. But have you ever thought of the time when you were a kid and when th...
Tuesday 5th July 2022 8:10 am
Make Me A Child Again
I was reading a blog a while ago where the author quoted a line from a poem which was 'make me a child again, just for tonight'. The poem was Rock Me to Sleep by Elizabeth Aykers Allen and I was so taken by that line I had to pinch it and add my own spin.
Show me the past again
Turn on a light
Make me a child again
Just for tonight
Show me the home where I grew up
Show ...
Wednesday 1st June 2022 12:54 pm
Shapes
“Shapes are everywhere, grandad. EVERYWHERE!
There’s a triangle, here’s a square!”
William pointed through the moving car’s window.
He said all this with an air of complete surprise.
But I felt challenged to open my eyes,
To perceive this world with the mind of a child.
Yes, shapes ARE everywhere, it cannot be denied.
I was impressed by his delineation
(He only turned fou...
Friday 27th May 2022 8:59 am
Forever Young
GRANDPA IS MY BESTIE
Is emblazoned across this shirt
Which you used to own.
It looks so tiny in my hands!
A visual manifestation
Of how incredibly tall you have grown
In such a very short time!
It makes me sad, yet happy,
To see it lying there.
A token of the special bond
We shared.
And share still.
Time has moved on, Will,
Your shirts are double that si...
Thursday 31st March 2022 10:51 am
My Bleeding Mother
My heart is hurting.
It can’t contain the pain.
It seeps like beads of sweat out of my body
And falls like drops of rain.
The rain soaks my shoes,
then bleeds through to the skin.
The cold of winter settles;
it settles once again.
I cannot save my mother,
Though she and I both hoped that I could.
But I’m afraid that a daughter’s love
Can’t always do the t...
Monday 7th March 2022 5:46 pm
Hide and Seek
Grandad’s garden is huge.
It has lots of places to hide.
Behind the tree, within the shed,
Behind that ginormous bush!
Eyes closed; I have counted to ten,
A trick I have learned from TV.
“Grandad! Where ARE you?”
A faintly distant reply comes
From somewhere in the garden,
“You have to find me, William.”
A pause. A rustle in the bushes.
“It’s the whole point of the ...
Saturday 12th February 2022 8:08 pm
'Seven Times'
‘Seven times’ ~ A poem for my younger siblings
I have fallen in love seven times.
Seven pairs of eyes that blinked open
and looked back into mine.
My heart expanded into spaces
I did not know I had,
as your entire hand curled
around my single finger pad.
I no longer had but one shadow,
I smiled down to see now two.
Over the years,
your bodies changed and grew,
...
Saturday 12th February 2022 11:07 am
The Changing of the Guard
Poor old grandad!
He’s not the man he used to be.
He’s out of puff when he goes up hills.
He has to stop to take his pills.
He has arthritis in his knee.
He forgets to wear his glasses
When he reads a story to me.
Poor old grandad!
He has to sit down in a chair.
When I jump on his shoulders,
To hug him, and bug him,
I’ve noticed some gaps in his hair!
...
Sunday 6th February 2022 12:16 pm
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