Busy day… 

My eyes heavily tell of my day.

Tell of the noise, questions & tasks.

My brain sleepily tells me I’m done for.

Age gives me a nudge I want to ignore. 

Finally my pillow calls and I answer.

Oh well, I’ll try again tomorrow…

 

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We wait…

We spend our lives waiting..

Waiting for that phone call.

Waiting for Friday to arrive.

Waiting for Santa Claus.

Waiting for someone to notice.

Waiting for the bus to come.

Waiting to use the bathroom.

Our whole life is spent waiting..

But can we stop the waiting?

Yes, we can live in the moment.

But we still have to wait.

We wait even to be born.

Yes, I think we just have to wait.

Wait until we don’t have to wait anymore…

 

The Compass

She tried hard and worked on

Not all were happy for her

No all would be kind to her

She tried hard and worked on

She would wonder why

Never able to work out that ‘why’

She tried hard and worked on

She vowed to work only with love

To her, the only & always way

She tried hard and worked on

And she sent that love out to all

Though not always returned to her

She tried hard and worked on

She knew her soul was her compass

For her soul was the one who would tell her:

Try hard and work on..

 

Sofa so good.. or not…

<a href="http://Playful“>Playful? Is that what you call it?

He looked around the room. There really wasn’t much left of the sofa.

It was like a bomb had gone off under it and the debris had showered the room.

He look at Arthur. His head hung low as he trembled. His huge worried eyes looking up at him. His daughter, Amber, was on her knees with her arms tightly wrapped around her beloved Arthur’s neck, ready to fight his corner at all costs.

A look of ‘sorry’ and sadness showed in her face and eyes. They had bought Arthur for her after 2yrs of constant begging that brought them to the point of giving in.

Chris put his head in his hands for a moment, shaking it slowly at the same time. As he looked up at them both and the shower of what looked like snow everywhere the laughter began.

It was an exasperated laugh at first but then he saw Amber start to beam in the hope she could swing the situation. Even Arthur sensed he might be ok and started to wiggle like he was possessed.

And so the laughter just took over the room. In the end they were flayling about on the sofa in hysterics and having a foam snow fight with Arthur trying to lick them to death and chasing bits of foam.

Sometimes the best moments come from just letting go and understanding what’s actually important in life…

Smooth as…

‘<a href="http://Smooth“>Smooth! I want it totally smooth – no lumps  no bumps, no nothing’.

Annie knew she was a total pain in the ass with the builders. She knew they dreaded her walking into a room when they were working.

Everything just had to be minutely perfect.  No ifs, no buts. Anyone coming in to work at Annie might arrive with a smile but very quickly they’d have the measure of her.

And if they thought they’d work fast just to get the hell out, they would soon find out it wasn’t that easy. Though she had experienced builders disappearing before now..

James stayed well out of it. Mainly because he’d get embarrassed for the workmen when Annie started. He’d say ‘cheers guys, Annie will show you what to do’ and he’d be gone. His wife was a serious tour de force.

‘Ok, here’s a written list of what I want and the house rules!’

James chuckled to himself and quietly closed the door. ‘Rather you than me mate! ‘

For Neale… RIP

Please be there she asked
Please let me know that you’re ok
Her mind tumbled in desperate thought
Her body longed to hear and feel anything
Where are you my love
Where have you gone without me
Pain poured from her eyes
Pain suffocated her heart
I so long for your touch
Eyes closed, she felt his hand slip into hers
She smiled
I knew you’d come she said,  I knew you’d come

A friend..

I think you know when someone is a true friend. It’s a feeling that comes from the heart,  not the mind.

You know you’ll always step forward for them. That you’ll walk each step with them in troubled times.

If they ask, it’s always yes for real friendship is selfless. What is yours is theirs regardless.

You have keys to wander in when you wish. You can call whenever you need & you’ll turn you self upside down to help them.

Yes, it’s a feeling as there is no thought, it’s always and forever yes..

Chrysanthemum