A WALK

A walk in the park is wonderful

A walk in the park is good

A walk in the part is envigorating

I would walk in the park if I could

SNOW

Snow is very pretty

It covers a multitude  of sins

But when it goes

Goodsness knows

What a mess it brings

FOOD!

I like egg and bacon

cooked in the healthy way

But bacon butties with lettuce

I could eat them every day

Salad and veg. I do enjoy

So long as it is with meat

But fish is good and If I could

This is what I would eat

No chips or fried they tell me

Healthy it has to be

To ensure I live long, well and happy

But I am already 83!

MY RIDES

I used to ride on buses

I used to rider on trains

Now I ride in a wheelchair

And life is fun again

WARM HEARTS

He stood that evening in the freezing snow

His nose and fingers blue

When she arrived, though a little late

She said she was freezing too

He forgave her for this is the man he is

He’s loved her for many year

Their marriage has lasted an eternity

and to hr he too is very dear

Dust Storm

Across a yellow sky, cloud scraped thin

Militant canvas for sketches of wing.

Mendicant trees cup quivering palms

Prostrating themselves for rain dust alms.

MY DAUGHTER

Your Mother’s a talented writer

a poet and a boff

She sculpts and paints

and as if this is not enough

She throws magnificent parties

as others would like to do

and most of all my little darling

She really does love you

TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS

The green green grass is beautiful

but its covered in snow again

The school is closed

and our roads

Are iced up – what a pain!

GRANDDAUGHTER

The youngest child within your school

A bright star in the crowd

You giggle and play whenever you can

And sometimes you’re very loud

The words you use are fabulous

A mature comment made and whatsmore

You understand the words you use

Whats that – you’re only four

CELEBRATE

Will you come to my party

Some old friends will be there too

Will you come to my party

You – Yes I do mean you

I know I live far away

But hope its not a chore

Although I live far away

Please come knocking at my door

You need a wheelchair to get about

Well that’s fine, come, its still you

A wheelchair’s need that Ok

You’ve been ill, I know that true!

I will be sixty on that day

Time to celebrate

You too are sixty, well there you are

Come meet me, Richard, Chris and Kate

There’ll be friends of old

To swell the crowd

And many friends anew

The dancing and the music’s loud

Will you come? – Please do!