A Very Modern Cinderella (who Still Meets Her Prince)
No, no, no - I feel really low
I don't want to go to the ball.
My hair is a mess - I can't find a dress
No, no, no - I feel really low
I don't want to go to the ball.
My hair is a mess - I can't find a dress
My tasks for Christmas have begun
once the mistletoe's been hung.
Wrapped up presents under the tree,
Hi John, thanks for taking the time to comment on my poem. Yes, Christmas changes over the years for each of us. Since my husband died and the grandchildren are now pretty grown up, there's...
I hear a muffled creak,
is that those old oak floors?
I see some dancing shadows,
Thank you - it is always so rewarding to receive pleasant comments.
in Husband Death Poems
A glass of wine nearby, he sat,
his spaniel beside him on the grass,
he flicked away a solitary wasp,
a buzzard circled overhead.
Thank you, John. I am struggling on - quite hard as we were together for well over 50 years. However, kind understanding comments like yours do help.
in Spring Poems
There's a hum from the bees in the air
which stirs up gentle musings in my mind,
scented blossom is making me aware
of certain hidden treasure they may find.
Oh my goodness, Patricia, you have been busy commenting on my poems lately. So kind and thoughtful - much appreciated. Your good friend, Ann.
Thank you - it is always so rewarding to receive pleasant comments.
Beautifully written, as usual. I would definitely 'be grieved by your leaving'!
Love and very best wishes, Ann.
Having just read the very moving poem you wrote about your mother dying I looked for more poems by you and found this lovely one. I shall search to see if I can find more. Do keep writing.
Very best wishes,
Ann
Yes, I too sat by my Mother's bed as she died. It was therefore very moving to read your poem. You paint a very clear picture.
Very best wishes,
Ann
Oh Pat, another lovely poem to brighten up my day. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Love and very best wishes, Ann. Keep writing...