Look Forward

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Look forward
Not back –
Stop building walls,
Grab life by the balls,
Dive in and float
While you figure out
What’s next,
Adapting your stroke
To the boulders you meet,
Glide over them with disdain
Allowing the pain
To leave you
Immune to defeat.
Set your course
Avoiding those
Who pull you down,
Grind you into the ground,
Travel on,
Do all the things
You planned to do,
Be you.
Joy and happiness
Are a witness
To living life
Gloriously fulfilled.
This is my plea
For 2020:
Look forward,
Not back,
May the waterfalls
Inspire you,
To swim without fear,
Enjoy your year.

(c) wordz2Go 31 Dec 2019

The Shy Little Girl

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The shy little girl
Who cried and cried
And wouldn’t leave my side,
Didn’t like playgroup
Or starting school,
Held pencils tight like a tool
To attack the page,
Tongue sticking out
In concentration –
Today,
This girl had a graduation!
Now a fully fledged teacher
With a staffroom mug,
A playground coat
And a bulging bag!
We are so proud
To shout out loud
CONGRATULATIONS
To Bethany-Ellen,
To your Dad and me
You’ll always be
Our shy little girl
With the pretty curls.

(c) wordz2Go 12 Dec 2019

Reunion

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Clouds scudding across
Darkening skies:
Souls released from heaven
Flying over those below.
Interaction is forbidden
But looking is fine –
So they don’t forget
And will know us when we meet
In a next-world street.

Clouds merges and reform:
A reminiscence rain-cloud
Breaking your thoughts
And you see someone
You’ve loved and lost,
The shape of a nose,
A cheeky smile,
A familiar glint in the eyes,
Lights up the skies.

Clouds cannot stay
And nor can souls,
Quickly merging
Into unknown abstracts –
Blown by the winds,
Towed along by
Angel-hosts;
All-age humans
Awaiting reunion.

(c) wordz2Go Nov 2019

Thirty Years

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Time has flown
Since I lay awake
The night before your birth
Wondering if you were a boy or a girl
And decided I didn’t care
As long as you were there.
Fast forward thirty years,
My baby girl has grown
Into a self-confident
Fully qualified teacher,
Joining the family tradition
But doing it your own way
Monday to Friday.
Some things don’t change,
You still come home
Eager to share your day,
Who said what and when and why
And did I know the Visigoths
Wore cloaks fastened with bone –
At least I’ll never be alone!
Happy 30th birthday
Darling girl of mine,
Much lies ahead
Of this I’m assured –
Take it all in your stride
With a smile on your face
Living your life
In God’s good grace.

(c) wordz2go 18 Nov 2019

Welsh Love

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Love born on sunny days
With swallow’s wings
Flitting in summer skies,
Is a love that belies
The realities of life
Where fragility
Cannot last,
Is only good when
Winter has passed.

Love born in sweet
Welsh rain
Will not wash away
When troubles play,
But will gently
Appease your fears,
Calm your mind
And sooth your soul,
For this love binds,
With arms long enough
To hold you close,
To find delight
Through wrong or right,
Through good times or bad,
Whatever the season
This love flowers and grows
And can only deepen.

Enjoy this,
Your special day,
Making your vows
To have and to hold
From vigour of youth
Until you grow old,
Look out for each other,
Take time to just be
For time is a thief,
The enemy,
Of spending time
In love’s company.
In years to come
You’ll remember today,
A beautiful bride
And her husband to be
Pledging love and unity.

Cerys and Ryan:
A wise old lady said to me
Que sera sera
What will be will be –
You are not yet
Who you may become,
Two will be stronger
Than ever one can
Your love will strengthen
From this day on,
Summer swallows may fly away
But the love between you
Is here to stay.

(c) wordz2Go July 2019
Specially for my niece, Cerys Hinton, on her marriage to Ryan Parfitt

Born Again Knees

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Have spent a few weeks helping do up the Manse for our new minister – here’s an update:

My once proud nails
Are tattered and torn
My knees awaiting to be reborn,
While batwing arms
Are nicely toned
From hours of painting
And rubbing down,
My hip is hurting
From funny positions on ladder
And ground.

The bath and the shower
Both work fine,
Sink and toilet are now aligned,
So you won’t have to plunge
Downstairs in the night.
The bath taps run hot and cold
But please remember left from right –
‘Cos, blue and red
Have been transposed,
It’s just a plumbing oversight!

The pan drawers work
The electrics are safe,
All bulbs replaced,
All lives wire now benign!
No holes in the ceiling
Or in the floors,
No wallpaper’s peeling,
All rooms have doors,
The work’s moved on
But my knees are aching!

There’s more to do
I can’t deny
More rooms to prettify,
But brush and paint and
Volunteer spirit
Working together
Will help to blitz it.
Pity about my swollen knees
Pray for them,
I beg you please!

(c) wordz2Go Aug 2019