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A LETTER TO A MOTHER IN SPIRIT

 

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Dear Mother, It is very hard,

As I do not know where to start,

These few words I send to you,

Come from within my heart.

 

Now that you are no longer with me,

You are always on my mind,

I remember you were very gentle,

And to me, so very kind.

 

Sometimes I said things to hurt you,

But you took it in your stride,

And although you never shown it,

You must have hurt inside.

 

You helped me through my heartaches,

And problems I could not bear,

For I know that in the background,

You were always there.

 

I suppose I took you for granted,

My enemy and my friend,

My eyes are filled with tears,

For this letter I cannot send.

 

You are no longer with me,

For you have gone to a better place,

I miss the love you gave me,

And the smile upon your face.

 

Mother, I love you very much,

That is all I want to say,

These greetings I send you,

Because it is Mothers Day…

 

Malcolm G Bradshaw

Mother

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A sweet enchanting smile

Warm and tender charms

The things I remember

While safe in mother’s arms

 

Protected from all troubles

Comforted when in pain

Kissed gently on the cheek

To make all better again

 

Guided through my infant life

Of things I should not do

Taught me right from wrong

And shown things old and new

 

I want to thank you mother

I cherished all the years

Even when I was punished

And cried so many tears

 

And now that I am older

My love for you is strong

Although you are no longer with me

To the Spirit world you have gone

 

I know you will always be near me

For your love will never die

At times when I need you

I will always feel you nigh

 

I should like to say thank you

For all that you have done

For I will always cherish you

From your grateful Son.
 
Malcolm Bradshaw

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

New Year Wish

2015

This new year I will not be wishing for stardom, I do not even want fortune and fame;
In fact I do not want anything to change, I want my life to stay to same 
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Instead you can give my New Years wish to somebody who is feeling low;
Give it to the homeless man who has no place to go 
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Grant the wishes of the dying children in Africa, so maybe they can get to drink clean water;
You can Give my wish to their parents, so maybe this year they will not have to say goodbye to their son or daughter 
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You can take my New Years wish and give it to a child who’s daddy will never come home;
He may have died fighting for his country but he has left his baby all alone 
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Please give my wish to the person who cannot smile, sadness is now their only expression;
Please give my New Years wish to the war widow before she sinks deeper into depression 
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So please do not waste a wish on me when there are still children crying their hunger pain;
There is nothing In my life I need to change, I just want everything to stay the same 
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BARRY MOWLES ©2013

Bump – Promote Yourself

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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

Christmas morn

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The old clock chimes,
Expectations to meet.
Traditions set, like the TV repeat.
Smothered in tinsel
Stands the twinkling mass
Whilst we drown in our sherry,
Hide in our glass.
Burdens too heavy, snow too deep.
A lifetimes emotion. Broken sleep.
And yet, He delivers and hope is born
Faith renewed on Christmas morn.
Gifts given and eyes to see.
Peace and freedom just to be.
Releasing the pressure and disbelief.
Forgotten heartache; intense relief
Finding trinkets full of pleasure.
Jewels that sparkle, precious treasure.
A sacred devotion to soothe the soul
Love to sustain us.
Bethlehem’s goal.

PAM MELLOR

FULL STOP

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I am too close to the water’s edge
and I wait impatiently to slip in
and succumb.
Let the water pour in and fill every empty space within me.
Let me inhale the cold deep blue –
filling my lungs to their bursting capacity.
For I desire not to thrash and wail,
but to sink, heavy-weighted and
silent, to the sandy bottom.
Let me gracefully and languidly
find that desperate peace beneath
the dark depths, where no light dares penetrate.
Why long for such finality? Such conclusion?
There is a solemn quiet down below.
A silence that calms the worrying voice.
An end awaits, more grand than the one he refuses.
And I long to have it — that full stop.
Sink
and
sink.
When I am finished
and I nourish the sea,
return me to the heavens.
For the one I seek is not here.
And they told me so all along.

Shelley

I Miss Her – Promote Yourself

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A melancholic feeling draped the room.
Sad people in every direction.
Standing still, teary eyed, in mourning.
Tissues drowned in a flood of tears.
It was so depressing.
The room seemed colorless.
Everyone wore nothing but black.
Light refused to shine through stain glass windows.
Beckoning the reaper to bring her home.
The crow flew up above the building.
The wooden man hung on the cross began to cry.
Women’s black veils hid their sad expressions.
But, I knew the tears were there.
I knew how miserable they felt.
It was dispiriting.
The church choir sung dreary hymns.
Disheartened voices echoed through the room.
In my ears the music seemed like crying.
The slow songs made things worse.
I wanted it to end more than anything.
Dismal minutes became cheerless hours.
I wanted to go home. so badly
All the sadness overwhelmed me.
I didn’t know what to do.
I couldn’t even distract myself.
Happy thought were forbidden.
The room was filled with,
empty feelings and people pleading with god.
The sadness was infectious.
As people looked at the body,
I watched hearts break one by one.
The mother cried so much she couldn’t speak.
The father couldn’t bring himself to look.
I slowly felt myself becoming despondent.
I could fight the sad, empty feeling.
A tear rolled down my face.
I miss her.

Dyllan Brown- Bramble
dwbb96@gmail.com

Happy Birthday – Promote Yourself

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Happy birthday my precious  boy
Your first birthday will be full of joy,
I can’t believe you’re one already
A baby now growing nice and steady,
You change so much every day
The way you talk, look and play,
Your baby face is gradually fading
Each expression slowly changing,
You won’t stay this way for long
So I hold these memories, with my heart strong,
You’ve been spoilt just as you should be
I love to see you be so happy,
All the family have come to share your joy
You will always be our beautiful baby boy.

Abbe Cutforth

My legacy

The sun doesn’t feel the same any more

But it helps to dry my tears,

Someone is missing from my life

Who has been there for years and years,

My laughter is not the same any more

It doesn’t come from the heart,

Only a mother understands how I feel

When with their child they have to part,

You left me a priceless legacy son

Of love and stories untold,

Of how life is and how it should be

That is worth more to me than gold

XX

Sandra Cameron

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