Thursday, 24 November 2011

A piece from my story more to come

There it is a familiar smell always reminds me of nanny’s house lavender as I browse around the shop.  How she loved lavender reminded her of days gone by and now it had me in its grasp memories.  I loved to visit nannies house what little girl doesn’t only thing is my time was precious but I didn’t know sure what do we know at this age all of 3 half years now. Pictures bring her face to my thoughts I could have well forgot what she looked like only for their existence. She wore her silky grey hair to the side in a delicate manner hair clip held it in its place all of one. Her face was the most gentle I have laid my eyes on and her voice was as soft and well spoken for someone of her time. She was wise and caring and there for all that needed her but never for herself, so selfless she put everyone else first herself last. Her apron was a floral design one of many swear they all looked the same to me at this stage.  I never inherited that trait thank god although would save the splashes if I had the sense to wear one. Nanny loved her garden and chickens. She grew primroses and roses they were her pride and joy she tended to them with great care. The chickens daren’t go near the flower garden or granddads vegetables or they would be the meal of the day with no explanations needed. Another smell has driven my senses mad what it is ah as I investigate further apple pie another of nanny’s favourites. This bakery is great may get an apple pie to have with my tea later. Nanny was a great cook and even better at baking a talent not every woman can share or be taught. Her soda bread would drive you mad she would leave it wrapped in a tea towel on the window sill and watch it with a keen eye for any intruders. Granddad would cheer fully whisper to nanny choppers will be at it if she was here. Stop now Tom goes nanny laughing to herself with a giggle. whinzy was a little old lady who lived near by. The lips were always going habit probably but go faster at the sight of food how this entertained us. We would have our own bit of fun got great mileage out of her not that she ever noticed taught something of herself this one she wasn’t long been shown she was just like the rest of us , struggling to get through life like us all . 

Friday, 18 November 2011

Never give Up

Silence has broken
Her lips have spoken
Of the hurt and pain
The man she trusted
To protect her
has hurt her once again

She remembers how he told her he would never go away
He would never ever leave her
He would never walk away

As she turns to him to see where he is gone
The tears flow from her eyes
and her heart strings are pulled along
As he walks out the door she cant believe
Whats going on

The door has slammed shut the car has drove away
No one here to share her life
She feels isolated in her pain and sadness
Feels so all alone

She lays herself on the floor
Distraught and torn
Her head feels like is spinning around and around
Her feet touching against
The cold cold ground

She turns to friends and family
Who do their best to understand
what she is going through
They kindly lend a hand

She goes back to work
Struggles through her day
As he watches her pull herself together
He approches her and asks her out for a drink
At first she declines his offer

She asks him why he is bothered with her
He turns and says in a gentle voice

The guy that broke your heart
Is stupid to of done so
Stick with me and i will protect you and love you the way that you deserve
I will never ever hurt you
I will treat you with respect

And someday we may marry and have a family
And lots and lots of memories
And nights like this
You dont have to worry
You will be Alright , lets dance and enjoy this night.

Whispers of the Night


Walking along the sand
In the cold and the rain
Feeling the wind brushing beneath us
Winters here once again

We wrap up warm
Ready for the storm
As the waves crash against our feet
Holding hands we are complete

You turn and smile
Were both staring out to the sea
your loving eyes
Tenderly caressing me

Hand in Hand we walk together
Not just for now but forever

Thursday, 17 November 2011


Eyes are the camera to the soul
Speech is the voice of our thoughts
Listening is the sound of our communication
Touch is the feeling of texture
Taste is the smells and colours
Emotions are the windows of our hearts

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

My Last Goodbye


When i have close my eyes
And silence finally falls
The tears that come from your heart
I do wish for them to dry up
Please do not stop living
All that you have done wrong
Is forgiving
I will never forget you
And the things that you do
The time we had together
Will stay with me forever
As you lay me into the ground
I wont hear a sound
lay flowers on my grave
and print on the stone
Go live life to the fullest
I will be fine here on my own
Remember me when times are hard
I will watch over you love
I have left you a card
It reads of our life and time together
All of the good and the stormy weather
We never got to make it up the aisle
But we got to share each others smile
Hand in hand our footprints will stay
In each others lives
Until we are together some day