I felt the distance in my heart
The year my son turned seven
And my daughter became four
When so many countries united
To blast their sounding vuvuzelas
While the teams ran onto the field –
Running onto the land of my birth
With sadness, I watched from afar
Words flow from my heart
Like water from an open tap
And as they flow they smooth
The stones, continually massaging
Into pebbles so fine, I don’t want
The tap of words to close in on me
For without my words, where would my
Relief be found then?
I am so proud of my son
I am proud of the man he is growing up to become
I am proud of the respect he has when speaking to his mum
For his strength of character
And his words of wisdom
I love him –
My son, my firstborn, my prince
My heart I ever grant to thee
From now until the end of time
Our lives ever twined shall be
Beating in perfect orchestral rhyme
I promise to hold thee in my arms
And kiss away thy daily cares
Away from any earthly charms
Precious vows answer all my prayers
And when we leave for a distant land-
That glimpse into eternity
We will venture forth hand in hand
For ever in holy matrimony
I thank thee for being at my side
My love will always be thy bride
Inspired by Another Voice:
https://tokillamimingbird.wordpress.com/2015/02/10/a-sonnet-for-jasmine/
my daughter’s favourite colour!
Entrance next to my office
Out the sea
Seafoam
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Transporter.”
I couldn’t choose between
Who’s the Boss and Three’s Company,
Family Ties or Charles in Charge
So found them all
(Throw in some banana yoghurt and
Milk in glass bottles)
And for a real trip down memory lane
Guess who is in town?
My Year 4 teacher (when I was ten)
Am seeing her tomorrow-
Thirty years later!
So this is what I did today, and here is a review matching my own thoughts (without having to rewrite it myself, bonus) 🙂
I’ve paid to see this movie twice already so I should have a pretty clear idea of my reaction to it.
Before I begin this review, I’d just like to point out that last night and last Saturday night, I did the exact same thing: ate two lots of spring rolls and chocolate cake at Sushi Bay, and then watched Kingsman: The Secret Service, in that very order. The only difference is last night I was by myself. It wasn’t even out of choice either. Can you say bizarro?
Enough about my stellar social life… Kingsman: The Secret Service is a new British film starring Colin Firth, Samuel Jackson, Michael Caine and Taron Frotherton… oh I mean Egerton. The film puts Egerton in the role of Gary “Eggsy” Unwin (because we all know someone with the nickname Eggsy), a young charming-yet-aggressive Brit who is thrust into a world of…
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You had my heart
Held in your hands
My life was yours to share
But what happened next
Cuts through my soul
Deep scars I cannot bare
We have to part, go on our way
Our separate lives to live-
All that’s left is my despair
I can climb mountains
I can swim seas
I can work and I can
Earn, I can be
Independent, and need
No-one at all, but when
The day is done
I am just a girl
Needing to be loved
By a boy like you
I know
I will never hear your voice again
I know it is over, the love we shared
I wish it wasn’t so, I wish we could
Claim that moment back
Of loving and being
Of sharing and caring
But the feeling has passed
I need to be alone
Poems and Petals 