This is my entry for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

We all are cheering
Smile bright show your pearly whites
Unite as we fight.

30 Mar 2020 4 Comments
in Ronovanwrites Tags: Covid19, keyworkers, support
This is my entry for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.
We all are cheering
Smile bright show your pearly whites
Unite as we fight.
20 Jun 2019 27 Comments
in #writephoto, photos, Poems, Uncategorized Tags: #writephoto, Etheree, forgotten, support, Thursday Photo prompt, wall, Wallflowers
“Please
Don’t leave
Me standing.
Without you my
World would crumble.
It’s you makes me whole
Giving me life and soul.
If you leave me I will fall.
Together we are strong, united.
If you leave me I will be nought at all.”
So spoke the flowers to the old brick wall.
Who smiled and replied “without you I
Am nothing,without you I’d fall.
We need eachother to thrive”
So the fragile flowers
Through mutual care
Lived happily
With the old
Tired
Wall.
17 Jun 2018 20 Comments
in Poems Tags: Happy Father's Sunday, love, respect, support, Thanks
To Father’s everywhere, two poems I wrote in 2015.
Acrostic, Father.
First and foremost he is constantly there
Always ready to support you, comfort and to care
Tough when needed and loving too
Hoping always the best for you
Everlasting patience where you are concerned!
Rooting in corner praising you highly for the accolades you’ve earned.
💜💜💜
New Father
His hands are too big
Like his heart and the love he has to give .
His fear is tangible but he holds the baby
His own, his son. A leader of men …maybe.
This life, these eyes dependent on him
My boy my lad his heart begins to sing.
💜💜💜
Finally I bring this one out every year.
A tribute to my Father 1905 – 1976
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
He was a quiet man, he was a helpful caring man.
Handsome in his youth a dashing man,a fighter for rights.
A union man, a fighting for the under dog man, a “I’ll do it if I can man” .
He met my Mum, a wooing man, a handsome flashing eyed Irishman.
A black haired almost wild man, a stand up for what I am man.
A good man to trust your life to and my Mum did,
He was an out in the open man. What see is what you get man, nothing hid.
He worked hard he was a family man. A sturdy, bring home the wages man,
A giver, comforter, a lover man. A home maker man some one to carry the can man.
A there until the end man.
He was a stern man, when you had done wrong, though he was a quick to praise man.
A happy to teach you a lessen in a song man. A teacher man,sometimes a preacher man
An always there when it counted man. He was a father of the bride man, and he handed all his daughters away.
He was the man who supported his sons when they became the married men.
He was a support man, and adviser man the lover of lilies of the valley man.
He was reunited with my Mum man when they saw us all gone.
He was a plain man to the end man, not a flourish and bouquet,
Nor a black magic man,an honest to the end man.
He was a deaf man, but he heard what was important man!
At the end, a blind man, in stature a tiny man in truth a giant man.
A truly missed man , a wish you where here man.
He is a gone but not a forgotten man.
Happy Father’s Sunday All.
27 Jun 2017 85 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Bloggers Bash, friends, Party, Six years blogging, support, thank you
Imagine my surprise when I received this message yesterday ! Six years, honestly where have those six years gone. Now I can honestly say I have grown in those six years and not only older. I have gone from a woman locked into pain and fear to, I hope a woman in control of the pain and fear.
I started blogging about pain and the fears that beset me after my accident. Now I hope I blog poetry and prose about much wider subjects. I have met wonderful people on here and I so grateful for the friendship and support I have received here and I do hope I have returned it all too. I have also attended two bloggers Bashes , the second one completely on my own !! Meeting fellow bloggers in person is just so wonderful!
So I guess this is my 6th Blogiversary! Cakes, balloons and drinks all round lets party! I owe you all a hug THANK YOU !!
01 Dec 2013 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Daily, friends, Post, support
In unity with LindaGHill and her new friend Dylan Dailey, I am going to attempt to write a blog post every day in December.
It’s not going to be easy, what with Christmas coming and having the family to take care of, but what the heck.
If I can make it through NaBloPoMo, why not EvDaDaDec?
Who else is with me?
You can find Dylan’s blog here : http://treatmentofvisions.com/
Let’s do this thing!
16 Feb 2013 11 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: gratitude, helping hand, support
Reaching up stretching hard, hoping for strength
All seemed too much but a sisters words came at length.
Then a hand was offered from across the water
offering more help than I deserve . More than this girl ought -er .
Time to call on the red shoes , give me strength
saving hands from sister and across the pond are on same wave length.
Thank you, thank you I shall try to re spread my wings and fly.
Strength in truth, I shall find the strong me of my youth.
12 Feb 2013 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: being grateful, gratitude, help, sisterlyness, support
Our eyes met across the busy bus. Little did we know that it was just the beginning of us.
We were so young we did not know the future we had no idea of the paths we had stepped out upon.
We got off at the same stop and followed each other to the house, eye contact then smiles we had to laugh. We had we had both met our other halves . Brothers different yet the same would lead us a dance in life’s harsh game.
Through good and bad we lent support, shared the joys and comforted each other when life made us sad. Our friendship meant so much to me, sometimes you were the only thing between insanity and me. I feel I did the same for you it was no chore I was happy to .
You have been the best friend to me always there when I have been in need of an ear to hear my woes or to share some jokes that curl our toes. I don’t think we have had cross words , well at least none that I have heard. I know you got the hump that time I brought round the boys and you got their Mumps I did not realize but the crime was mine!
You are a Grandma I am not but maybe one day I will have use for a travel cot? We can share each others joys I have seen your girl grow and you have done the same with my boys.
I just don’t know how else to say you have helped me through some of my darkest days just to know that you are near is enough to quell most fears. To know you are at the end of the phone or email is enough to make life’s horrors pale. I hope that you know that you can expect the same from me just snap your fingers and I shall be there for you ………… just try it and see.
I write these silly words for you, they are the best that I can do to say thank you to you.
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