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MEMORIES

I long for peace of yesteryear

When life at times stood still

With chance to think and be at ease

To do things at one’s will.

Roads were clear with traffic sparse

Time to walk at leisure

Fields of green without a brick

Life really was a pleasure

Collecting driftwood from the shore

To burn on open fire

Smell the seaweed soaked in brine

Were things to never tire

To breathe the unpolluted air

Walk on pastures new

The song of birds was joy to hear

But now these things are few

Life hurries by today I fear

Days go speeding past

But memories are here to stay

They do not fade they last.

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BROKEN CHAIN OF THOUGHT

The sea breeze caressed my face

I tasted salt upon my lips

Saw squealing, swooping seagulls

Searching in anticipation for food

From fishing trawlers returning

Home with their catch

I watched the flowing tide

As it slowly covered the sand

Saw pebbles as they were gently washed

Glistening like diamonds in the sunlight

My feet tingled at the thought of cold water

Trickling through my toes

Saw children collecting seaweed on the shore

Left by the ebbing and flowing tides

My fingers touched the tyres of my wheelchair –

My train of thought was broken

It was time for me to leave the shore

With my innermost thoughts unspoken.

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COUNTRY THOUGHTS

I never cease to wonder

At the many shades of green

Fields of grass and wooded copse

Make such a pleasant scene

The wild life hides convincingly

With subtle camouflage

Squirrels darting here and there

These sights are free of charge

A quiet moment to reflect

Watch nature in the wild

The peace of rural countryside

Is there for man and child.

The changing seasons all bring forth

A multitude of things

To please the eye and soothe the brow

Of citizens and kings

Let’s treasure all our heritage

Preserve some land to roam

Leave room for us to wander

Round this isle we call our home.

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My good friends Albert and Joyce

FRIENDS

Life would be hard without friends

To guide us on our way

Someone to talk to in times of stress

And help us cope with each day.

A gentle hand when things get tough

Exchanging points of view

A smile, a touch, a listening ear,

Gives strength to think anew.

A worry can increase in size

The longer we have it around

But when discussed it seems much less

And peace of mind is found.

The answer in the end is ours

But opinions help the strain

Problems can be solved in time

And sharing eases pain.

Friends are true and mean a lot

They are there in times of need

But if by chance positions change

We can return their deed.