Baby girl asleep, sit and watch the screen at night then, a ghostly face
Relationships fragile as eggs One minute joy and love The next hate and sadness Why do some succeed Why do others fail
How cold it now is, tucked up in the house so warm winter held away
Her soul I know left years ago the shell remains even though I cry tears of anger and of woe Fly free my wise old owl and go A woman so brave and smart Who helped stop the UK fall apart Hitler came and tried our shore Gran stood firm and manned the store Amazing … Continue reading The Dementia of a Soul – Poetry
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Morning routine Always the same Coffee and Medium Calming my life into the day
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