A Mince Pie, A
Sherry and a Tear
For some Christmas goes with a bang
with parties every night
others spend it quietly with tears
and they end up looking a sight
Sitting alone and chilled to the bone
trying to keep warm by the fire
No one visits and no one cares
You know your spirits should be higher
A lone mince pie with tinsel around it
lies on a tray by your side
with a small glass of sherry
Next door you can hear
a party in full swing
with everyone sounding so merry
You dressed in your Sunday best
In the hope of a visit
from a family member or friend
but as midnight strikes
all alone you sit
it’s always the same in the end.
Eating the pie and downing the sherry
you sit back and heave a sigh
The sherry warms you where the fire did not
and you find yourself asking why?
So Christmas has been and gone
but it’ll be back next year
I suppose it’ll be spent in the same way
Alone with a mince pie, a sherry and a tear.
As drops of rain hit the spiders web
They spread across it like a sheet of glass
Making the web look like a magical net of colours
Changing it’s colours all the time like the chameleon.
Through the window I watch
As the spider creeps further back
Into the little hole in the wall
Away from the pouring rain.
The web looking more and more like a crystal
Hanging from a blossoming rose bush
As the sun creeps out from the clouds
Shining down it’s brilliant rays onto the web.
How lovely it looks
That spiders home
Glistening in the sun
With all the colours of a rainbow.
Amazing to see
What can be made
With a spiders web
Some sun and some rain.
I sit alone inside my home
Wondering at the scene before me
As I sit there, I cannot help but think
That nature can bring beautiful things.
It’s 3 in the morning
I’m listening to the sounds of the night.
Cats yowling, dogs
barking
a couple of drunks having a fight.
Cars driving in the distance
the police helicopter followed by a rushing police car or
two
Then down the road where the man is on nights
The sound of flushing of the outside loo.
Noises coming from inside the house
The creaking of floorboards alert me
Is it the noise of things that go bump in the night
No! It’s Mum going down for a cup of tea.
Walking along, minding my own business
Happy in my thoughts of the day
Until the Echo’s of the past
Come back to haunt me
Bringing with them, memories
Along with all the insecurities
And self conciousness
That I thought were banished forever.
Echo’s of the past
My train of thought alters
To the bad memories of my childhood
Of children making fun and calling names
Making me feel angry and sad
But most of all self-conscious.
Echo’s of the past
Recalled by malicious tongues
Of babes in arms
Who were not even thought of
When my life was altered
By cruel words and jokes.
Echo’s of the past
Denting my armour
That took years to straighten out
Sending my happy thoughts away
And bringing back my low self esteem
Leaving me with tears in my eyes.
I’m on my
way to nowhere land
Looking
for the said same nowhere man
To hear if
he now has a point of view
On what I
could possibly, maybe do
To escape
the madness of this world we live in
Hoping to
meet the man who could not win.
I’d like
to see just where he lives
And just
how peaceful it really is
Maybe I
could one day move there
Live a
life without a care
Not really
feeling sad and lonely
As there
is someone not far away, someone like me
Mr Nowhere
man
Tell me
what you can
Tell me,
where are you?
I can’t
see what you do
Tell me
where you go
For I just
don’t know.
I want to
live in a land like you
not
needing to think and with nothing to do
Seeing all
but saying nothing
not caring
if anyone hears you sing
Songs out
of tune and out of time
There is
no reason to this rhyme
So I think I’ll finish at the end
With my regards to you I send
May I visit you sometime again
When my life is such a pain
Until that day does arrive
I will say to you, Goodbye.
The Liverbirds are
crying once more
And I am weeping too
Last time it was for
Hillsborough
This time it is for
you.
Our dear Princess
Diana
With the heart so
warm and true
So caring wherever
you went
and everything you
used to do.
How can I overcome
this grief I feel
of the loss of a
Princess so fair
Who always had a
special smile
that was filled with
tender, loving care.
A Princess who filled
our hearts with hope
A fragile rose, so
beautiful and rare
Who would willingly
tread
Where most do not
dare.
The world will never
be the same
Without our Queen of
Hearts
And as we remember
your beautiful smile
That’s when the
crying starts.
The pain spears
through to the core
and a tear comes to
my eye
For a special Queen
of Hearts
Our dearest Princess
Di.
Once upon a moonlit sky
And stars shone all around.
A baby boy was born to be
A star upon the ground.
An angel in his younger days
With hair so fair and eyes so blue.
Grew up to be a gift from God
That baby boy was you.
So handsome and some times kind
When you want to be
As we watch you grow
These qualities we see.
Thoughtful and loving
In all that you do
There’s pride in our eyes
When we look at you.
One morning I woke up to the news
That a little angel was born
Her mother cradled her in her arms
As night made way for dawn.
Upon first sight, I could see
What mischief she would be
By the sparkle in her blue, blue eyes
That reminded me of summer skies
I was proved right
As the little girl grew
So mischievous and beautiful
That’s how I describe you.
Christmas time is here again
The children squeal with joy
To celebrate a historic event
The birth of a baby boy.
It happened, oh so long ago
But still we remember with cheer
The moment all the angels sang
Jesus Christ is here.
So, God bless to all this Christmas time
I hope your dreams come true
And always remember that first Christmas time
If you should ever feel blue.