Far Too Soon…


They were just children really, most of them,
Back in the days when boys became men,
Far too soon.

They were just scared really, glory in sight.
Full of bravado and banter, ready to fight.

But they all left their homes, patriotic and brave.
Some came back broken, some couldn’t be saved.
Heartbroken families, wondering why?
Why so many young men left home just to die.
They certainly did give their lives for our gain,
Dragged into a war, someone else’s campaign.
So, lest we forget, wear your poppy with pride.
Remember and never let their sacrifices subside.
As the sun goes down, they will be recollected
And in the morning their memories will always be respected. 🙏

Scrolling Bliss

If Facebook had a new App where negativity didn’t exist.

I think I’d even be prepared to pay,

For that type of scrolling bliss.

I want to see the pictures of the kids first day at school.

The flowers you got as a thank you, your dog in the paddling pool.

I want to hear how proud you are of the progress that you made.

I want to share your businesses and help increase your trade.

I want to enjoy your holidays, of course I will be jealous.

Keep them tasteful, keep them clean, don’t be too over zealous.

I’ve had enough of politics, I don’t want to see it here.

It would be quite amazing to make all trolls disappear.

I would celebrate your dogs and cats, your hamsters and your fish.

Post everything that’s nice and good.

As many selfies as you wish.

But as soon as you feel a rant coming on, you know what you must do.

Log out right now, delete this App, old Facebook is for you.

Step Up..

When they say there is no point
It will never be completed.
That’s when you have to step up your game,
Don’t you ever feel defeated!

The greatest achievers in history,
Didn’t always make the grade.
But they got back up, they bounced right back,
Not beaten, just delayed.

Where would we be if they gave up
When the door slammed in their face.
There would be no planes, no electric lights,
No satellites in space.

You might not be a genius, in the true sense of the word.
But every single one of us
Has something to be heard.

Our children they look up to us
So don’t forget to praise them.
Show them nature, teach them grace,
Tell stories to amaze them.

No matter their physical abilities,
Or the daily things they face.
Every one of them is brilliant
Don’t make them change their pace.

Nothing is impossible,
No challenges can’t be met.
Have some belief, head high, be strong,
It just hasn’t happened yet.

It will 🙏

Right Now…

Our heads are full of memories,
Some beautiful, some bad.
Some make us smile, some make us laugh and some just make us sad.

Our heads are full of hopes and dreams,
Of all the goals we’ll make.
We plan ahead, we plot our paths
Decide which turns to take.

But don’t forget the here and now,
See the love and match it.
When passion is thrown straight at your heart,
You only have to catch it.

This life of yours, short or long,
Is yours alone to nurture.
So, fill it full of happy days,
Present, past and future.

Ride this Ride…

When you can’t do it on your own.
When you can’t battle through the weather.
You must reach out, it is no crime,
to ride this ride together.
We all live through the same wild storms
and try to talk the talk,
keeping our troubles deep inside,
whilst watching where we walk.
Sometimes just accept some help,
to survive and make it through.
Then when others are struggling at the helm,
you can reach out and help them too.
Even after you’ve flown the nest,
even when you’re grown,
it’s not a sin to hold out a hand,
you don’t have to be alone.
Wherever you are in this great big world,
if you settle or you roam.
Make sure you keep your loved ones safe,
just walking each other home 🙏