Dream…

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I love to go to sleep at night
In my comfy bed.
I close my eyes to activate
The adventures in my head.

Sometimes it’s going back in time
To all the places I have been.
Often it’s pretty random
When my mind begins to dream.

I chat to people I once knew
Who have already gone.
We spend the night reminiscing
Before I wake and life goes on.

Sometimes I’m doing breast stroke
But I’m flying through the clouds.
I’m performing like Beyonce
Adored by screaming crowds.

I’m running like an athlete
I’m beating Usain Bolt.
I’m writing a literary masterpiece
Like the ones that Shakespeare wrote.

I’m falling and it scares me
I’m dating Donald Trump
But it’s OK this is the time
I make myself wake up.

It’s morning now, a brand new day
Yawn, stretch, then toast and tea.
I’m off to face the real world
And the adventures it has for me.

Gorgeous artwork by @emilouartanddesign

Home Alone…

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We all have days just chilling
In sloppy jumpers, fluffy socks,
We hide behind the sofa
When the postman rings or knocks.
We don’t brush our hair or moisturise,
We don’t bother with foundation.
The lipstick stays inside the bag,
There’s no make up application.
We light the fire, we get a book,
The cosiest crochet blanket.
Kettle on and biscuits out,
Cat snoring in her basket.
These home alone days must be grabbed,
And cherished, loved and planned.
It’s our guilty pleasure, ladies,
Most men don’t understand.
Recharge those tired batteries,
Give your skin a rest.
Snuggle down and read and snooze
Until your brain has been refreshed.
Order take away delivery
Then settle with your book
It’s not often that they all go out
And you don’t have to cook.
You can’t under estimate these special days
Don’t miss them, don’t you dare!!
Snatch them up and wring them out,
The occurrence is so rare.

Artist : @bdelpesco

Late Again…

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The alarm goes off, you hit the snooze
Like you always do.
Quick shower, teeth and spray your hair
With your favourite dry shampoo.

No time to eat, you grab some cash
Your bag, your keys, your phone.
But you miss the bus, third time this week,
So you sprint in heels back home.

You get in the car, the battery’s flat
So it won’t start again.
A neighbour comes to help you
In your Get to Work campaign.

All the lights along the way
Seem permanently fixed to red.
Then unexpected traffic queues
There are roadworks up ahead.

This is the moment you give up
There is no point in trying.
You swear out loud, you hit the wheel
To stop yourself from crying.

It’s time to call and say you’re sick
You’ve had to stay in bed.
But no one answers, you hang up,
Tired, grumpy and unfed.

You get home an hour later,
Cursing that it’s Monday.
You check your phone, then double take,
As you realise it’s still Sunday.

You go back to bed feeling pretty daft
And listen to the rain.
Tomorrow is another day
When you’ll oversleep again.

Artist Morgan Weistling 

Wrinkles…

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I have a double chin and I never used to have it
And my hands look like my Grandmas,
When did that happen? Damn it.

My back aches sometimes and my feet,
But I’m not giving in.
My body will keep moving
When the Voltarol kicks in.

If I didn’t pluck the chin hairs,
I think I’d have a beard.
I’m not exactly entirely sure
When my top lip disappeared.

I wake up nightly at three am
And get a cup of tea
Then up again at roughly four
For my roughly millionth wee.

I left school just five minutes ago
Full of hopes and dreams and sass
But times flown by and pretty soon
I’ll be using my first bus pass.

But do you know what I’m loving life
Even though I’m fatter.
My heart is full and my head is wise
And the wrinkles just don’t matter.

The most beautiful art from @lisaaisato

Party Years…

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You’re in your twenties going out drinking with your friends.
Sharing all the hangovers, thinking friendship never ends.
Then one by one your journeys change
Some choose family, some careers
And suddenly you find yourself out of touch
From those youthful party years.
Be very sure you had those bonds
Even though in a tipsy haze
You strengthened each others girl power
In those wild tight mini skirt days.
And even though you live in different worlds now
Those memories are respected
Our friendships made us what we are
We will always be connected.

Artwork by the brilliant Beryl Cook 

Sing and Dance…

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You don’t need to have rhythm to dance.
You don’t need to be perfect to sing.
If you feel the need to do it.
Don’t worry about these things.

Dance like a ballerina light as the wind
Spin and float like your shoulders are winged
Sing like it’s opera, chant like a monk
Twerk like you have the best junk in your trunk
The platform is yours, don’t sit it out.
The professional skills aren’t what it’s about.
It’s the freedom the joy, the feel good pretending
That you’re on stage at the O2
With thousands attending.
We all need to sing and we all need to dance
Do it right now whilst you still have the chance.

Love this artwork from @desbrophy

Let Them Go …

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You know those people,
The ones that shine.
Happy vibes glowing,
Making you feel fine.
Surround yourself with them.

We all deserve to feel brilliant.
To bring out our very best.
And those beautiful souls are out there.
You’ll have no time to feel depressed.

Those who nag you and criticise,
You should let them go.
There’s no place for them in your life.
The seed is planted and now you grow.

Learn and laugh and absorb the joy
Keep the right people near.
Then be that warm light for others,
Another feel good pioneer.

Happy artwork from @ingelook.rus

Still Here…

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Sometimes it’s not easy getting older,
When your bones ache and you can’t sleep
And the tiredness, the need to weep
Can wear you down like never before.
But, you’re still here and you owe it to those who have gone,
To live this life with every fibre of your being,
With every bit of you which is still magnificent,
Every wrinkle, every new wiry chin hair, every time you have to get up in the night.
Embrace it all and never, never lose that twinkle in your eye,
That need to keep on learning, to build on the wisdom that you have earned.
Wear polka dots, go dancing, bungee jump if you must,
But don’t you stop living and loving and giving it your all
Even though you might be shorter now, head up, keep standing tall.

Absolutely beautiful artwork from @mayafidawi