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Halloween
I close my eyes as morphyus creeps,
And lay my head to soundly sleep,
To dream of good worse, dream of bad,
But hope for the best sleep I ever had.
The demons howl and goblins sneak,
Then open my eye as I soundly sleep,
To see my dream, they start to slide,
To create much havoc once they’re
inside.
I toss and turn, break into sweat,
The dreams not over, the worst comes
yet,
It’s witching hour, I scream and yell,
But no one hears, I’m in this hell.
And now I think that all is lost
That late night meal, Oh what a cost!
A crack of light and goodness shines,
The hero rides, to his steed I climb.
And now I’m safe in the arms of he,
Who risked it all to save just me,
From demons and things that lurk in the
night,
My own brave champion, Sir Goode “White
Knight”
All is now safe as the sun shines
through,
My window pane I think “Silly you!”
But what lurks in the wardrobe and
failed to leave,
I forgot tonight is all Hallows Eve!!
October 2002
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An Emotive
Subject!
Please will someone tell me why,
I do
not have the right to die?
My
family says “yes”, the government “no”
My
pain is so great its time to go.
***
This
burden so long I have borne,
My
friends and family it has torn,
The
morals and rights of society in question,
In
my life to take, I have no hesitation.
***
I of
sound mind do solemnly declare,
To
hold no grudge to the hand that is there.
To
lay me to sleep, for one so humane,
Is
an angel from God, no law is to blame.
***
So
who has the right to say you cannot?
The
disease I behold started as one spot,
Its
grown so much, now I fight to breath.
To
question no more, its time to leave. . .
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This is their
day, that has finally come true,
A time made so
special for Jo and for Drew,
Their vows soon
to take, to have and to hold,
From this day
forth until they are old.
****
The colours are
chosen, pale pink and cream white,
Bedecked first
at daybreak until late at night,
The venue now
placed deep in Colwick Hall,
Good Wishes
today from one and from all.
****
Their
bridesmaid’s delight to be chosen today,
To wish Gods
speed and luck on their way,
The repast is
all over, mothers tear in her eye,
Honeymoon
begineth, round the world they will fly.
****
When the
confetti has gone & the dress packed away,
The friends and
the loved ones will all want to say,
Both Jo and
Andrew now as husband and wife,
Not just for
tomorrow but the rest of their lives.
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