Tag: Writing
THAT’S HOW IT ENDS
She died in my arms
Not a word was said
In silence we rose
And got out of our bed
Her eyes would flash
I knew them too well
Every...
THIS PRISON HAS NO BARS
From the mansions of sadness
To the bums on the street
From the highways of loneliness
To the halls of defeat
I’ve watched your ascendance
The road I never...
Another birthday … This journey is not easy …
So I sit here and contemplate another birthday with my mum in spirit.I have developed a beautiful relationship with her which truly transcends life...
The HOLIDAY I Needed … the HOLIDAY I Got …
Holidays are a great place to come home to the heart. Port Douglas for 7 days. A dream holiday...
I Miss My Mum Today
Okay ... Today is one of those days when "I miss my mum". Can you relate? Late last night my 94 year old mother-in-law was...