I want you to be

The one you used to be

Bright and fresh

And forever drinking tea

I want you back again

The one you used to be

Bright and bold

I want you back with me

It breaks my heart to see you now

Not the one you used to be

Now your thoughts are dulled with age

I wish I could set you free

I’ll always remember you as you were

The one you use...

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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 ...

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It’s the end of the day

And It’s time to take the last bus home

I’ve travelled this road for many years

And when it comes to my final stop

I doubt if I’ll shed any tears

I’ll press the bell and slip through the doors

I won’t travel on that bus any more.

At the end of the day

Nothing lasts forever

Every winter gives way to spring

And it’s time to hop off the bus a...

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I remember the days of schoolboy French

When one day along came a comely wench

She made me all tongue tied and caused a certain distress

At least that’s how I remember the French mistress

She used to sit upon my desk

All long legged and short skirted

I could have sold my seat a thousand times over

But I sat there happily disconcerted.

The l’autobus est parti

I ...

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The gust of wind is ever so slight 

But it lifts the seed on wings of air 

And it is borne upon the breeze in flight. 

Amid the gusts and flurries

The rain pours down and the seed is carried 

to soft fingers of the earth, unhurried. 

Nestling snugly in the earth 

the seed slips deeper down, 

washed by the rain into the earth. 

Later a green shoot...

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I was watching television when Bobby Kennedy died

I was only twelve years old 

But old enough to cry

I ran out into the garden somewhere

And quietly said a prayer

But that didn’t seem to matter,

because Bobby Kennedy died

I was kind of upset that no one was listening

I just wish they’d answered my prayers

I remember going to bed that night

dragging my feet on the...

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I was made in England

And charged with English blood

In England born and bred

I’ve got England in my head

I’ve walked on English lanes

And breathed in English air

It’s English ground I tread

And I’ll be English until I’m dead

I’m English through and through

And England lives in me

And its English blood that’s in my veins

And an Englishman I...

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No need to talk of love

Some things are better left unsaid

I didn’t tell you then

And I can hardly tell you now

Although some days I find the thought hanging on my lips

Deep inside I’ll say the words

I can see them like hot breath on a cold night

Though I can’t say them out loud

Better to wait for darker days

For eulogies perhaps,

For talking about the ...

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He was not really special 

Just an ordinary guy 

I guess you’d call him

A regular 

Joe 

An ex-army man

He took everything in his stride

He was a positive guy

He was happy to help: He rarely said 

No

Throughout his life 

He took it all on the chin

When things were hard he worked his way through 

He never asked why

He was easy going: he’d go with t...

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I’ve no idea what I’m doing here

Of course, it could just be an accident of fate

But it would be kind of nice

if someone could just tell me straight.

As an example of the human race

I’m feeling pretty good

Well, I’ve got a roof above my head,

I’m breathing

And the blood

That keeps going round and round

Takes the oxygen to my head

Or so it’s been said

I...

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It doesn’t matter anyway

That something went unseen today.

Everything fades away.

It doesn’t matter anyway

That coastal waters washed away

Our footprints in the sandy bay

That yesterday the sun was warm

And the boy next door played on the lawn

It doesn’t matter anyway

That much to my dismay

My bicycle was stolen whilst I was away

And last night our neighb...

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I’m caught up in the fog

I’ve got my hands out

Feeling my way like a blind man in a haze

Tap, tap, tapping my way along,

Through life.

I don’t really know what I’m looking for

But I keep searching

I’m like a blind man fumbling in the dark

And I sometimes think I need an instruction book

So I can be flick, flick, flicking,

Through life.

There are times; I ...

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That ongoing story that I call my life

Is nothing but a total tangled mess.

It’s a disaster area; a no-go zone,

And sometimes I feel like staying at home.

It’s a rambling narrative with a spot of romance,

Love and sadness and elements of chance.

The day will come when all will be resolved,

And the pain and sadness will just dissolve.

If you see the film versi...

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(This is not a really serious verse but here goes anyway . .)

I say ‘was’ instead of ‘were’

And I come from a council estate

Wish I had a voice like Richard Burton

But instead I talk like this

I spent years in a no hope comprehensive

And maybe lack of grammar shows me up

Maybe I should get myself a tutor

-Can’t be that expensive

So would my ...

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