With 10 shiny pennies she would run down the street.
A sweet shop her destination. Pick and Mix her weekly treat.
Tag: Reflection
A Day To Be Glad
This poem was written for and read at my dad's funeral. Read the rest » “A Day To Be Glad”
Home
Eyes, staring into a swirling white abyss, close and for a moment enjoy delicate flakes ending their descent on already frozen lashes.
Thank you Ma’am
A more fitting final chapter could not have been written.
Through the calm of the Highlands, bathed in uncharacteristic sunshine and warmth, through London filled with noise, pomp and tradition, she arrives finally in Windsor, the same historic destination as that of her family gone before. Read the rest » “Thank you Ma’am”
One way ticket
He had been sure that he had one sachet of sugar left somewhere in his tattered rucksack.
Summer Clarity
The change in the season could be felt in the breeze blowing through the window.
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A Child’s Time
Time waits for no one,
Time shows no care,
Bringing with it opportunities to grasp while they’re there.
A New Chapter
I step outside dazed, confused for a moment, close my eyes against the suns ever warming rays.