I love all that you do for me
All that you say
I love all our sweet memories
Hidden away
I love all that I know of you
From that first day
You flew into my life
And stayed by my side
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Comic Act
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I’d Like to Thank My Cats.”
I’d like to thank my cats
But I don’t have any so instead
I will have to thank the rats
I can hear in the ceiling overhead
The award I do not know
I’ve never put on a show
My singing hurts the ears
Of those who can hear
So these words will have to
Sing a song for me
Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge: Sugar Cubes
How often do you get sugar cubes served with your tea?
I Can’t Even Deal
A popular columnist in Sydney will write that “she can’t even deal”. Translation: something has happened that is so profound or obscure or unexpected that she can’t even acknowledge what has happened. As in, it is beyond belief, there are no words.
Well, this evening (my time in Sydney), I can say that “I can’t even deal”. Because I have sent correctly formatted (according to the spec received) Adobe inDesign files through to a publisher for publishing, and they have come back for sign off totally different to what I sent through. So all I can say to this is, I can’t even deal!
Which means, I have a low res PDF version of a book, all the files correctly formatted and designed to create the book, but I Still don’t have a book!
And as my late mother would say if she were here – it begs the question, how hard can it possibly be?
THANK YOU for reading!
Your Shadow
At times when sadness overwhelms
And I cannot see past my own tears
Your presence comforts me
Even though we are not together
Your shadow warms my heart and reminds me
We are never apart
Why Do People Lie?
Why do people lie?
Is it because they do not like the truth
Is it because they do not like the question
Is it because they do not like the answer
Is it because it is simply easier to explain
Is it because there is a fear of being judged
Is it because they are afraid of what might be
Is it because they are scared to tell the truth
Is it because it feels the safer option
Tell me, why did you lie to me?
Trust
Trust is a dance
Between you and me
Trusting that you will never let me down
And if you let me go
To fall to the floor
The music will fade to silence
And I will dance with you
No more
Art of Teaching
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “We Can Be Taught!.”
A great teacher takes the hand of another
And teaches that person to become the future self
That person would like to become one day
You and Me
When I lose my faith
You give it back to me
When I forget to love
Your love recaptures me
When I have no friends
Your friendship comforts me
Wherever you might be
That is where I want to be
Soul Singer
So many things I wish I could do better
Dancing and painting and writing love letters
Running and cycling and swimming, all three
But there is one thing I wish I could be
And that is to sing, and be a soul singer
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/i-have-confidence-in-me/
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