A Daughter's 18th Birthday Poem
Seasons come and seasons go
Through autumn’s leaves and winter’s snow
Sweet as summer berries you
A fresh spring breeze you carry through.
Though time flies fast, the passing years
Have bought us laughter, joy and tears
And now at last our daughter dear
Has reached her special 18th year.
So with all the love we feel inside
And all a mother and father’s pride
...Tuesday 24th May 2022 12:13 pm
Recent Comments
Chris Bunton on The Legend of the Gawanjee
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Lancashire, Winter
18 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The Scent of Life
18 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Sex On A Water Bed
18 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Is it possible to be spirituality enlightened and vote tory..
19 hours ago
julie callaghan on Nature’s Beauty
20 hours ago
John Botterill on All Roads Roads Lead to Malton
22 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Total War
22 hours ago
Hélène on My Aunty's Coat
23 hours ago
Hélène on The Artist Portrays
23 hours ago