Poppy

How can such a little fluff ball fill such a big space?
Quickly letting us know she was pivotal to our world.

She never asks for much – a warm spot, high five and a fuss.
But she some how filled my heart with those beautiful eyes & gentle soul.

Yet my beautiful one.. you have a battle ahead of you no one should have
Fighting to live, play, snooze, eat, cuddle & be so loved.

You watch the birdies outside, unaware of the battle that wages inside you.
I send you healing my beautiful one, hoping it can somehow stop the war.

I need to tell you how much I love you & how you’ve brought such joy.
Whether we beat this cancer or not, thank you sweet Poppy.

I was given such a precious gift when you came my way that summers day.
I’m beyond blessed to share your time and I love you so… thank you xx

Jack..

Life is one big, long on-going blur
Everything goes past us so quickly

We vow to do more and to feel more
But do we ever really open that door

In our darker moments we make the pledge
But the mundane of life puts us back in the box

Back in the lemming box of normality and ritual
Hoping our inner Jack will pop out of the box

To really live, love, laugh, talk, bare souls, watch the stars
I don’t want to be Jack in the box

I want to be Jack out the box….
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Missing you.. 

The older I get the more I miss them. .

I mean I really do miss them more and more.

I’m reaching older years so what’s that all about? 

My loss seems more tangible than ever. I feel it deep in my soul just lately.
Is it because as I age I feel each day is a step closer to seeing them again?

I don’t know but I do know time is letting me realise how much I was loved and how lucky I was.

I so wish I could go back in time and savour all those moments I just took for granted as a child. 

Be able to say thank you with a true understanding of what I am receiving and the thought and love behind it all.

But I can’t. . I can only remember now and hope they know my eternal gratitude and love.

Thank you mum and dad, I hit the jackpot with you both. I miss you more than you’ll ever know xx 

Always…

Catherinewheels, scattering sparkles of ‘Ooh’ and ‘aww’ into the darkness.

Golden flashes of retinal burns scatter across ever childish eyes.

Can she remember the Catherinewheel when her hand was in mine I wonder.

A time when the darkness could not contain all the happiness that I knew.

Stripped bare of her company the wheel spins an endless tale of my broken heart.

The memories of her beauty and laughter forever reflected in my son’s innocent eyes.  

My darling Catherine, my eternal love.

I close my eyes and hear her quietly whisper to me.

‘I remember my love, I will always remember’ xx 

Dreams and wishes. .

My day is full of dreams and wishes
I wish for this and I dream of that
In between the mundane and routine
I lose myself to somewhere,  anywhere
To the things that make me happy
To the things that make me remember
I remember the smile you gave to me
I remember the love that came with you
The happiness we had on those lazy days
The life that seemed so simple, so free
All that crazy love you gave to me
I dream of those happy times
I wish you could come back, I miss you
Dreams and wishes..

Two words…

I find myself so sad & melancholy this day..
For today I got the news no one wants.
The news a lovely friend has had to bear.
Given 2 words that instantly change everything.
‘Brain tumour’ – such sickening, visual words.
Words that instil anger, fear and pain.
Anger that someone so lovely is gripped.
Fear at the thought of her battle ahead.
Pain in my heart for her & her family.
She gives out so much happiness to all.
She makes people laugh and smile each day.
It’s so hard to understand ‘why her?’
She has a husband/children/grandchildren.
There’s a battle like no other before her.
But she’s a fighter & I’ll shower her with healing.
Shine bright my lovely, funny, kind friend.
I am so much richer for having you in my life.
We’re all fighting with you and for you. xx

Blink..

In the blink of any eye you are reminded

Reminded of how very precious life is

That at any given moment it can and does change

Chatting with a friend and your reminder comes

Gently sleeping and your reminder comes

She often doesn’t let you know she’s knocking

But if you’re lucky she’ll give you an early nudge

She’ll give you a nudge so you get another chance

And when you get that chance life unfolds

Unfolds in bluer skies, greener grass, sweeter smells

You realise what’s important in your life

Your family, your friends & the simple beauty of life.

Naughty or nice…

Sometimes she’ll sooth my worries with her words.

Other times she’ll reveal a very naughty tale!

But she knows I’ll be there for her.

Whether she’s being naughty or nice!

Actually.. I quite like the naughty tales.

For they fill our lungs with laughter.

‘You didn’t’ I say? ‘Yes, I did’ she says!’

And then we roar even more…

But it’s that laughter that bonds our souls.

Keep surprising me my lovely friend!

For you feed my very soul with love and laughter!