Thelma Joan Mary’s Rainbows of Hope

We lost my lovely Aunty Joan a couple of weeks ago, on 9th April, my mother’s second oldest sister and a very special aunty.  Aunty Joan was 96, had a very happy life and passed away surrounded by her immediate family in her own bed.  She was mentally alert to the end but her body had had enough and she was ready to go to heaven and see her sisters.   I’ve never know anyone else with her capacity for patience and love for others, I was privileged to be a niece of hers and to have a strong bond with her.  Aunty Joan  loved nothing better than to tell stories about the family and we loved to listen to them time and time again – I wrote this for her last year but added the last verse specially to read at her memorial service.  God bless you Aunty Joan, give Mam a hug from me xxxx

The keeper of stories –
Old enough to know,
With answers to share
And secrets to keep,
Who, in-between sleep,
May divulge a tale or two
Of times gone by.
The keeper dips into
The well of family lore
To bring forth a story
At the end of the rope
Spinning rainbows of hope
Between the clouds
On a rainy day.

The stories are old,
All heard before,
Every word is known,
Yet a joy to hear,
A treat for the ear,
Building memories
To pass on.
Our lives are richer
For the stories heard
The past made present
To be viewed anew
And talked through,
Again
And again.

Stories that weave
Time and place,
Setting the scene:
Lady Beynon, Aunty Mag a Tan,
Boper Saran, Kippers from the Isle of Man!
Worry not, the keeper is safe,
Her stories are too,
Passed on to me and to you.
She loved us all
And her joy
Shines through –
Past and present merge,
Family yarns preserved
In the Keeper’s unique
Rainbows of hope.

(c) wordz2go Feb 2018
Revised 29 April 2019

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.”

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2019

May the new year
Smile more
Blessings
Into our lives,
To provide
Opportunities to live
Fruitfully, peacefully,
As we realise,
Less divides
This small world
Than what we
Commonly believe.
Life is but a short while,
So smile,
When blessings rain down,
And thank the maker
Of your stars
For the scars
That show
You have loved
And lived
And face the new year
Without fear.

(c) wordz2Go 31st December 2018

Rivers in the Sky

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Fill us with your spirit,
Enlighten us
To discern your will
For our lives,
Show us what to do
To be true to you.

Shut out distractions,
Focus our minds
On your immense love
Constantly pouring
Over us from on high;
Rivers in the sky.

Teach us to float
In this living stream,
To be weightless
Though weighed down,
To trust in You
As You want us to.

Revelation 22 (NLT)
“… a river with the water of life, clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God … “

Fear of Failure

Build memories,
For nothing is lonelier
Than living life in a vacuum
Of nothingness for fear
That failure will succeed
And success will fail
To deliver the dreams
Of your childhood
Where all possibilities
Still existed.

Treasure the moment
Fading like a fragile flower,
Leaving an impression
Burnt into consciousness,
To be remembered in old age
By a random trigger,
Transporting you back
To the very same moment
You stored long ago.

(c) wordz2Go Apr 2018

My Shadow

43C7087C-502F-417E-BD08-CE1A454D973BMy shadow
Can’t be parted
From my side:
Lies beside me
Every night.
Snuggled down
Atop my bed,
My pseudo-baby
Wriggles and wriggles,
Pushing ever higher
To reach her goal
Of head on my pillow,
Nose in my face
In a doggy embrace.

I feel her
Stepping carefully
Between limbs
Changing her spot
Reverently, quietly,
Never disturbing me:
This girl is just perfect.
Whenever I wake
Whether early or late,
She will be waiting
For me to move,
Never waking me,
Just adoringly,
Next to me.

(c) wordz2Go Mar 2018

Inner Ugliness

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Snow covers the ground,
Powdery white down
Creates a whiteout:
All is wiped out
Made beautiful,
An immaculate scene
Presents itself.
Beneath the snow
All imperfections remain,
Inner ugliness hidden,
Melting snow reveals
Imperfections.

(c) wordz2Go Feb 2018

“What can wash away my sin
Nothing but the blood of Jesus”

Indelicately Squiffy

Lyn age 6 holding me at my christening 

B704819A-30A9-409B-A60B-6E9E44FC49F0I’d love to ring,
Just to sing:
“Happy Birthday!”
And hear you say everything’s OK.

But phones don’t work
From earth to heaven,
So I’ll raise a glass,
Blink back the tears,
And say “cheers”
Instead.
You’re in your world
And we’re in ours,
The lives we live
Are different now
But somehow
Connected.
I’ll have a G ‘n T
And remember
Drunken cooking
In L’Orangerie
Indelicately
Squiffy.

Enjoy your day in every way,
“Happy Birthday!” Sis –
I’ll still sing,
But I can’t ring.

Much love, Ang XX

(c) wordz2Go Feb 2018

My sister would have been 63 on 26th February