in Grief Poems
I wasn't there to say goodbye,
to reminisce of times gone by.
I wasn't there to make you smile,
Married to a retired military man and lucky enough to have a lovely family, two children and four grandchildren. Retired, having previously worked as a teacher, in a children’s home and as a PA. Spent a couple of years in America as a child. Subsequently lived briefly in Rome and also in The Falkland Islands. UK homes have been in Scotland, Devon and London. Now settled in the Cotswolds, enjoying gardening, playing bridge and walking the dog, when not writing and reading poetry. Turned to poetry for its therapeutic value when facing difficult times.
in Hope Poems
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
remember brighter skies are on their way.
Florence, what a lovely comment; it means a great deal to me. Thank you.
Well, that took me back a bit. Your old memories are a great deal more detailed than mine! I'm 78 and, like you, scribbling a bit without expecting publication. I will look up your other poems, keep writing.
Ann D Stevenson
Loved the poem, so clever and funny. A much needed bit of humour in lockdown.
I just love your poems - keep writing. You inspire me to keep writing myself.
I've always loved this poem and taught it to my children and grandchildren at the appropriate time.
I was lucky enough to accidentally stumble on your poetry, which I very much enjoy. Like you, I am retired and finding writing poetry very therapeutic, both in lockdown and because my husband is battling with cancer. Also like you, I am glad to have discovered Family Friends Poetry, who have been kind enough to publish a few of my poems. Very best wishes - keep writing! Ann