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The Spark !
The Spark !
Old age comes upon you
like a creeping weed or vine
a subtle early warning
that you're running out of time
When we realized it had us
firmly in its grip
we decided to go fighting
so we really let it rip:
No more early nights
sipping tea and watching telly;
we bought the 'Kama Sutra'
and really gave it welly !
We cruised out to Austr...
Sunday 17th February 2019 3:22 pm
Waiting for peace
My heart breaks for those
in care homes
sitting patiently
waiting to die
Sometimes remembering
who you are
sometimes silently crying
You wait with them
day by day
When you look into their eyes
there is nothing there
no fear, no desperation
and above all, no hope
In-between doses of morphine
when the pain makes them scream
they beg to...
Monday 14th January 2019 5:59 pm
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