9th September 1958

9th September was a big day
In 1958
There she was
Late,
Renee, her right
on her big day.
There stood Keith,
Nervous
But excited
Neck
Craning to see
If his bride to be
had arrived.
Music, vicar, I do’s, …

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The Flower

Beautiful,

delicate yet deceptively strong.

Wind and rain can blow and batter

yet, still, when the warmth of the sun pours out,

we are rewarded with  beauty.

John is partial to his sport

John is partial to his sport
He can play most any sort,
Give him a bat and give him a ball
He’ll have a go at them all.

Johnny’s keen on football,
The best centre forward yet,
He runs ahead …

Lilly

Lilly’s such a silly billy
Likes to dance and play the fool
People think she’s a bit crazy
But not me I think she’s cool.

This is only a short poem
Because Lilly’s not so tall
But it’s only fair …

Cheese – a poem for Stella

There are lots of different kinds of cheeses

Some with holes and some, which when you smell ‘em

blows your socks off to your kneeses

filling your head with lots of sneezes.

 

Not all cheese is holy,

except when eaten