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EASTER

Newly hatched eggs

Bring little chicks,

Bouncing lambs

And new born pigs

We hunt for eggs

And tasty sweets,

Chocolate bunnies

Lots of treats.

New sunny days

The winter has gone,

Colourful flowers

A bright spring sun.

Bright red skies

New things to see

Loving the Springtime

Feeling free.

Abbe Cutforth

Dear Mother

 

 

Mother, daughter, friend, or foe

I want you to always know,

You are forever my best friend

From past to present, until the end,

You help me using your guiding hand

All you did I now understand

 

All the good times all the bad

The days of laughter, the days we were sad,

We helped each other when we could

Just the way best friends should,

You’ve helped me through when times were rough

I tried to be there when times were tough,

 

No matter what you are here

You help me conquer every fear,

You listen and help day by day

Through my mistakes, you led the way,

When times are hard I think of you

I wonder what you would do

 

No matter what, you are here

You always were there to care,

Memories I hold close to my chest

For these memories are my best,

So I am thanking you for being a friend

My best friend until the end.

By Abbe Cutforth

A clouded Imagination

I lay and look into the sky
Watching all the clouds float by,
It’s strange the different shapes I see
Imagining what they could be,
Before they break and the rain falls
They move and mould and create more,
Shapes and things floating free
All the things I wish I could be,
All the animals I’ve never seen
Landmarks of places I’ve never been,
It’s strange to think they are more than just clouds
Imagination taking over the here and now.
Abbe Cutforth

Money madness

One day I found a spider
And trapped him in a jar
Hoping he would bring me luck
Without me looking far
He was a money spider
I hope he brings me some
There’s nothing in my wallet
When do you think it will come?
I ask him everyday
To help me grow my tree
He doesn’t seem to want to help
Or bring anything for me
Maybe I should let him go
Then he might give in
I think I’ll let him live in peace
And see what he will bring
But as I go to release him
I notice the web he made
Has turned into a paper bill
Which to me he gave
He seems to enjoy his new home
And so I keep him there
And each and every single day
He makes money which he shares.
 
       Abbe Cutforth

A babies world

My heart melts as I look into your eyes,
Every day brings a special surprise,
6 months on and you’ve changed so much
Laughing and babbling and reaching to touch
Everything you hold goes straight to your lips,
Tasting, testing, “Can I eat this?”
Already rolling and sitting alone
Always exploring your own little home
You give kisses back with a cute little giggle,
You love to dance, bounce and wiggle,
You will soon be crawling and doing even more
So much left to learn and explore.
Abbe Cutforth

My sea life

 I wish I was a mermaid under the sea
Imagine what kind of life that would be,
To be friends with the dolphins, crabs and fish
To live under the sea is my wish,
I would swim the ocean floor forever
Every day would be a new adventure,
A different life in the depths of the sea
With no one around but the fish and me,
A perfect life of peace and love
Just me and the sea and nothing above

Abbe Cutforth

hello Pants” – Promote Yourself

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From baby to toddler in the blink of an eye,

The last stage is hard I’m not gonna lie

The nappies need to go, say “hello pants”

Might be too soon but I’ll take the chance.

 A short time naked whilst watching cartoons,

I’ve shown you the potty at the side of the room

I keep on asking “do you need a wee?”

A minute later the floor’s covered in pee.

We try again every day,

But all you want to do is play

I encourage you as much as I can,

Pants with cars, and praise, “come on lil man”.

 So much pride I felt the first time I saw

You did a wee but this time not on the floor,

Such a big boy doing more and more

It won’t be long now, of that I’m sure.

 Months later you want the toilet instead

Still a few accidents as I’d expect,

But then comes the day you manage to stay dry

Even on a trip out with distractions close by.

The best day so far, I pray for many more

Days with no nappies and no wee on the floor,

Now you’re a big boy, my baby has gone

I couldn’t be more proud of how well you have done

Abbe Cutforth

Flowers of love

I thought to tell you the way I feel

But knew I didn’t know how,

So I send these flowers to show instead

I hope they’ll do for now

This flower I send to show my love,

A coral rose to show my desire

Your name is now across my heart,

The only one that I admire

The pink carnations I give to you,

To show I will never forget you

I love you now till the end of time,

I know I will forever be true

To show you this I spend lemon blossom,

So you know to trust in me

For now our hearts are forever entwined,

We will always be

The last flower for you my love,

I send to show your loveliness

The camellia is just for you

From the angels watching above us.

Abbe Cutforth

Pleasure Vs. pressure

The moments of life all add up

Some of it planned,

Most of it pot luck

The stress we receive builds up the pressure,

As we spend our lives,

Seeking all pleasures

The pleasure of love, fun and laughter

The pressures of the past,

Present and after,

But each life is different in every way

Seems like the same old story,

Just on a different day.

By Abbe Cutforth

Dreams


Rest your head and close your eyes
I will sing you a lullaby
Clear your head of all your thoughts
Ease your mind of worrying sorts,
Drift off into a peaceful dream
Imagine the beautiful things you’ve seen,
Float on a fluffy cloud above
Where nothing matters but the ones you love,
Think of all tomorrows fun
Soon will rise the morning sun.

By Abbe Cutforth

NOTTINGHAM POET

Your First Day – Promote Yourself

 

BROKEN BROLLIES

 

Where are all the broken brollies?

They have all been left in the streets

In Nottingham, all bent and broken

After all the snow,rain and wind has gone

I saw a Council man with a trolley

Picking up all of those broken brollies,

So now I know where they have all gone

The Council man picked up every one

They say in London

The streets are paved with gold,

In Nottingham the streets are filled

With broken brollies

The shops are empty

The brollies have all been sold

Now what will shelter us

From the rain and the cold?

Abbe, Tom, and Gillian

A New Beginning – Promote Yourself

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The anticipation has come to an end,
It’s almost time to meet our new friend,
It’s 2 in the morning, the pain kicks in,
Here he comes, his life will soon begin,
I am scared stiff, what lies ahead?
Screaming out in the hospital bed,
The pain is so bad just want him here,
I have never felt so much fear,
25 hours later he’s in my arms
Hoping and praying he comes to no harm,
His big blue eyes and cute little face
Look up at me to say,
How did I get to this place?
I promise him right there and then,
I will love him forever, until the end.

Abbe Cutforth

Christmas desire

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    December brings us,
    Christmas time
    This time of year,
    Is so divine
    We come together,
    For family games
    We stuff ourselves,
    With candy canes
    Under the tree,
    It’s presents galore
    The city turns white,
    Let the snow pour
    The streets and houses,
    Covered in lights
    Everywhere you look,
    There’s sweet delights
    We always feel stuffed,
    Too much food
    The Christmas spirits,
    Put us in a great mood
    Our stockings hung,
    Over the glowing fire
    Did Santa bring you,
    Your desire. 

  • Abbe Cutforth 

Bump – Promote Yourself

PREGNATXXXXXXXXXX

The shock when I saw two pink lines,
The tears of confusion, what to do now,
Am I happy or sad, am I ready for this?
Our lives will change, suddenly a future with kids,
There’s no choice the bond is already strong,
Now praying that nothing goes wrong,
Now it’s all exciting, is it a girl or boy?
I cannot wait to meet our little bundle of joy.

Abbe Cutforth

My little Green Friend

 
There was a little caterpillar,
I called him hairy Fred
He was searching round my garden,
Looking for a bed
He couldn’t find one leaf,
Or even a flower-pot
All there was, was soil,
My mum had cleared the lot
He crawled and wriggled some more,
Until finally he gave up
He had searched every corner,
And looked in every nook
He settled on the bin house,
And curled up for his snooze
Tomorrow he will search elsewhere,
And hopefully not lose.
Abbe  Cutforth

Fun at Nine Months Old – Prommote Yourself

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Already you are 9 months old
I didn’t believe it when I was told,
“He’ll grow so quick, time will fly”
But the time really does fly by,
You’ve had your first visit to the park
We stayed and played until it got dark,
You sat on my knee as we slid down the slide,
I held you tight on the horsey ride
We’ve had our first trip to the beach,
Watching the donkeys that were out of reach
The weather wasn’t great but the wind made you smile,
Laughing and giggling all the while
We stood on the pier and looked out to sea,
Wait until you’re bigger and can paddle with glee
You will soon be crawling then walking away,
I’ll be chasing you every minute of every day
So until then I cuddle you close to my heart,
Then the invisible string will ensure we won’t be apart.

Abbe Cutforth

Baby Steps – Promote Yourself

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Holding my breath I watch from close by
I know this is the moment my heart will fill with pride,
You pull yourself up like a million times before
But this time you’re unsteady, you look unsure,
Then it happens you take a step so small
My heart in my mouth hoping you don’t fall,
Another step then you fall on your bum
With a smile that says “look I did it mum”,
Just a few weeks later your confidence has grown
Everyone in the family you have shown,
By 13 months you’re walking all the time
Such a clever little boy, so proud you are mine.

Abbe Cutforth

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