Posts Tagged ‘memories’

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Running free no lead to bind
Over Rainbow bridge with space to fly
Painless calm and youthful once more
My heart is broken my peace is gone
My friend,councillor and confidaunt
I smile and sigh with every thought
My sofa is bare where you once were
With all my heart I love you still
And run with you in spiritual bliss
Go in peace live full and fair
I promise to walk with you again some day
Never forget the times we had
The walks in the park and snuggles in bed
My Romeo forever more
Go with love and my hearts open door

(RIP Dophintime red romeo) Romeo
The best and most loyal Irishmen I know xxx

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Sodden head to toe
Watching the moisture creep up the walls
Funiture floating towards the door
Tears pour down
Ripples of sadness whirl round
Memories and life
All washed away
Never to be regained or seen again
Mother nature warns us all
Reminds us of her power
And disregard for all
Rescued by boats evacuated out
By Emargancy services brave and true
My town is an island
The district awashed by deluges unknown
Months worth of precipitation in hours not days
The streams and the rivers
Burst viens and artery arays
Tides went against us oh god my days
Waiting for recession of waters and such
To rebuild our lives,villages and such
Roads have been washed out
Bridges are lost,victims of landslides,rivers in flood
Our region will rise like the phoenix from flame
Bring us your tourism to enlighten the flame
Business as usual despite of the mess
Strength of our nature a nations best

Where have you gone
The empty space where you sat
The impression on the mattress
Your perfume on my clothes
Your tea stained cup
The dusty shoes in the hall
Still hanging lifeless drapery in the closet
Memories flood with every step
Expectation of your appearance
Every time the doors swing
How can I greave
As you still linger around
When will the hurt go
What can I do
Who will unlock my soul
The love that will never die
The life unforgettable
Sleep well my love
Stay as I remember
But pain and stressless
We will meet again with open arms

AMEN

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Where you gang
Jimmy lad
dungarees and lunch in hand
Heavy boots adorn your feet
And knapsack placed upon your bk

I’m of to the farm it’s tattie time
The armies of howkers
Lassies and lads
Into the fields
Row on row
Pulling them in
Days too go

Seasons of fun
Are to be had
From tatties to berries
Fun times are had
Hard work for meager pay
Friendships made
Memories made
Fed and tended
By mother land

Farmers joy at harvest end
Onto the next job
On buses we field
Run free by employers too
Hasten us in
Good money too be earned
For greatness off yield
Summers fly by
No boredom to feel

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Remember those aeroplane spoons
The cups with the spouts
The cutlery for Lilliputians
That rash on your leg
The rusks with warm milk
Jelly and cream
And that first frozen face
While eating ice cream
Lying on the floor kicking your legs
To exploring new places
Using your head
Thundering around on all fours
Those teetering steps
Cruising the sofa
The buggy rides down the street
The weird looks on faces
Off people we met
The couchie coos and bonnie bairns
From the strangest of people
Out on their feet
The yoyo and jacks too hula hoops and foam mats
That push along trike
Too coolest go-cart
The tentative days getting the nack
Two wheeler motion
stabilizers off
Cruising the streets
On your Grifter so tough
Where have these days fled too I ask
The simplest of days held to task
That frivolous enjoyment and messy retort
The best years of our lives
Out grown in a flash

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The ghosts of time striding past
As darkness Shrouds the spires in sight
Shadows dance before our eyes
The soldiers,pipers and passers by
Laments hang heavy around our heads
From the pipes so bold
That once we’re held
Beneath our feet subterainian lives
In dwellings cold dark and damp as hell
The poorest people’s full of woe
Grave robbers ,thieves and putrid smells
Sanctioned by classes banished by law
These haunting classes around us throng
The longest mile ever trod
From castle brave too regal abode

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The fealings drawn from deep within pulling the the emotions too and froe. Drawing from experiences gathered over many years.He endeavours to rise and continue with his daily life,despite his emotive less form. Many days off longing and empty visions have filled his head since her passing. His heart heavy and sluggish still beats within despite himself.
Twenty four years together as husband and wife many travels and great memories but the physical loss is weighing heavily on his soul. Defined as a couple since high school he is struggling through the mire off his grief.
His princess taken at such a young age in a cruel and unexpected fashion. No investigations or questions answered seems the world has just forgotten her entire existence all together. How can such a bright guiding light be dimmed and extinguished so easily without an explination or reason. This battle rages through his mind without a light too guide. Just like a traveler lost on a dark dingy path in unknown territories far from safety with only thier wits and determination too guide them.
Who in his world can now light his path, not even his faith in god himself seems to assist his journey. Dimmer and more lost emotionaly than ever before words just bounce off him none sinking in , no actual consolment or closure insight for this desperate chapter.
In his darkness he prepares his breakfast and readies himself. Consuming his carboard like provisions and wearing his dowdy attire he heads out the door. Head dipped no eye contact made with any soul and the cracks in the pavement they seem caslm like each stride for survival seeming longer than ever before.
The consept off life itself is struggling to surface any joy or fluidity within his mental state. People stop to pass the time of day and see how he is but he is deaf and blind too it all. Standing on the edge off the cliffs of dispare he teeters one stumble and his life metamorphically speaking stops all existence his last breath will be drawn.

The darkness has taken him or is it just normallities excuse to avoid dealing with this situation. Who knows , Who will help and when will clarity appear.

Memories

Posted: July 21, 2014 in Random
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Coffe stained cup
Coat on your chair
The smell of your soap
Your voice everywhere

I remeber that shirt
As when it was new
The tabacco you smoked
Sweet aroma its true

Your jokes and tales
From your colourful past
Your strength and love
True dye was cast

I see you sitting
Smilling as I arrive
Patting my back
As I acheive in my life

I was only a child
That sad day you passed
But right here beside me
Your hand I can grasp

Gardian angel
Strong, just and true
Living by morals
Learned from you

I give thanks
For your being
The life that you had
Your stories and learning
Bad jokes and all that
My friend and companion
From this day to that
The life in your pictures
Your voice on the cards

You rest know forever
In that place on high
Sitting at your table
Watching my journey go by
Guiding and stearing
The ship I set sail
Love blossoms eternal
From taste,touch or smell

They drove through Movies

Posted: June 11, 2014 in Random
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