Heaven

Heaven











Of those who went without a goodbye,
It leaves a pain, that is there,
Hard to Cry.

This is in remembrance of you today,
As it is coming to a year,
 Since you went away....
You died.....

You parted this world with dignity,
As you hid the illness from us all, to see,
You will never die, Our heart still aches,
But I know you are definitely in that Better Place.
HEAVEN.

Management of time


No time I will make some
But in work there is none,
the day just went and gone,
I FORGOT THAT ...

Is this time or overload,
Too much loaded,
It just makes you jaded,
I FORGOT THAT ....

Home is a place to moan,
But while i am at home,
Not even in the zone,
But I am just having a moan,
I didn't forget that time I FORGOT.

Management of time is only mine and my problem.
I don't forget , I haven't forgot, that time is me, mine and certainly not yours.

 Every five

Five was a bike rolling down the hill, carefree happy days with plenty of will
Ten, two move,s and the second lot of new made friends, to make.
Fifteen oh to move again.

Friends left behind.Unhappy in this time, the life that was getting destroyed.
Crying for weeks and weeks must of been hard to see.
 If it was someone different it would be good.
But No it was the Friends left again.
Left school early, work it was to be, but 1st breakdown at 17..
Up again like Jack, Lots of carefree acts, baby, illness, new friends again to be made,
 Most never stayed as they didn't know how to cope or what to say.
I can't throw any blame,
Oh Baby illness was 23... and time to grieve.
Hospitalized for months with bouts of ECT - It set me free
Time to leave and starting again was the story for me.
The surprize to all was a marriage ending a day short of 3. But not for me.
Criky there is really no wonder now for me, reading back in poem what friends mean to me.

The Friends I have mean the world to me.

Time to learn

HOW OLD time to learn.

Crap to be told by the person, not so directly involved.
Its like a repeat of stories of old.
Actually I am wondering HOW OLD?

Yes I am talking about age.
In relation I am glad i am not the same.
I speak to the all people first hand.
As I know if you don't things can turn bad.
HOW OLD?

If it wasn't meant, it is a lesson that must be learnt.
Because if it wasn't, next time you will become burnt.
Treat people with respect ... Its not something you get on a plate.
Beating around the bush is so wrong as its not like you are 21.
How Old... Time to learn....






Not written today ..... maybe just over a year ago....  April

UNIVERSITY.. THE NEXT ROAD

UNIVERSITY

 

 

The day has come and gone for my son to flee

 

He is being educated a distance away

 

Over the bridge to Cardiff University

 

 

Its such a day when it comes

 

It was fun but went too quick

 

 

I am proud, and think I am definately aloud to be

 

So whats he doing?  I smile and tell with glee

 

A future I can see

 

I remember the sleepless nights and what sleep at times

 

I was told he was bright but was dismissed at that time

 

Hes Mine!

 

 Always proud of that big boy of mine.

 

 

The Wedding

The Wedding.

With the sun in the Sky's,
It was the same in both their eyes.
Sunny,
A catholic Wedding and songs of joy.
But down to earth,
Without any "pomp and circumstance" i have witnessed before.
And it ended with raptourous applause.

With the week of sunshine,
Continuing to shine all the way through,
After the doors were opened, pictures taken, it was spitting and we knew.
The cars were our destiny.

Romford was the wedding, Hornchuch the Buffet and free flow bar.
But even there friends, end up on taking the piss, and taking it a little too far

No speeches, no bridesmaids, just flowers and a car.
All the exspensives that I saw were ploughed into the bar.
It was lovely, just them being real in these times, as adding the other costs to a wedding,
can just blow your mind.

It was an honour to be invited, and we wish them both well,
Having lots of happy times through there life, I know they will.

Six Months Past

Six  Months Passed

Today I still feel it, just like every other day
Six months since you departed, but you I know, you’re here with me to stay
I cherish all those memories and the special times we had,
Death comes to us all but not the time you had. taken to soon.

Did I tell you I feel anger you left me without a word.

And to find out in the playground, was a complete shock, was the word.
The hardest time was the lingering that chance to say goodbye,
I hate to say it too you she will never be a friend of mine.

One moment it was time and then it wasn’t to be the frustration of us all was never experienced so deeply. But I got that Rose to accompany you on your journey and trailed it to the sky.  Which for me was that special and more meaningful goodbye.

I love you more than you know, I miss you from head to toe, but I smile I will see you again so till we meet again and I will keep singing.

My cloud with you always and I will always love you.