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IN MY HOUSE

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In my house there are many mansions,
Seek and you shall find,
Knock and the door will open,
For God will illuminate your mind.

Ask and it will be given,
The knowledge that you seek,
For the spirit world will open,
To bestow gifts around your feet.

Death does not destroy,
The spirit that lies within,
Only the mortal body dies,
For death can never win.

When the body is buried it is mortal,
When it is raised its pure delight,
When buried it is ugly,
When raised it is pure and bright.

Death where is your victory,
Death where is your pain,
For the spirit has embarked on journey,
To a sphere on the astral plane.

Death takes away the mortal,
The spirit continues to thrive,
For death cannot destroy,
A spirit that is very much alive.

Malcolm G Bradshaw

PAST MEMORIES

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I went back to the town
Where I once lived
I hitched a lift on a lorry
That seemed to be
Travelling my way,
We reached the outskirts
Of the town
No-one was around,
The lorry driver dropped me off
With a toot and a wave
He drove onto
The motorway,
As the street lights shone bright
I turned right
Into the street where I once lived
Some thirty years ago,
The house was still there
But looked kind of bare,
The door was still painted Blue
But windows were new,
Then the door opened wide
And I glanced inside,
To my surprise
It all remained the same
As I remembered it
Thirty years ago,
When I bought this house
I had money and fame
But nothing remains the same,
The good times had gone to my head
I remember the drink, the drugs,
And the shame,
That brought me down to my knees
So I’m asking you please,
Don’t live in the past
Because the good times
Will never last

Thomas Sims

The night before Christmas


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It was the night before Christmas

Snow was on the ground

Mum and Dad had gone out

There was only me and Gran in the house

She told me to be good as Santa is around

But when Gran left the bedroom

To the window I rushed,

In the distance a bright light I saw

I was so excited this could be Santa Claus!

Coming to my house

I’ll jump into bed

Bury my head,

Pretend I am asleep,

In the middle of the night

I heard a bang and a creak

I think Santa is back,

The bedroom door flew open

Santa stood there all covered in soot

Holding the largest Santa sack,

He shuffled back out the door

He left presents galore

Scattered all over the floor,

He did not expect to see me

Waiting for him,

Will I still get my Christmas treats?

Will Santa still have his midnight feast

His mince pie and sherry delight?

Thomas Sims


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