Buried Treasure

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Me sitting on Dad’s lap approx. 1963 ….  ….  ….

Looking back evokes
Forgotten memories,
Buried treasure of the past,
An opportunity grasped
To retell family stories
And to learn new ones,
Query mysteries unsolvable:
Things we’ll never know
Because it’s so long ago –
The script is lost.

Each photo tells a tale
Both known and yet to know,
Truth is perspective,
It’s hard to be objective
Through colours of today.
The sunlight of yesteryear
Warms jaded souls,
Cwtched by Mam and Dad,
Happy faces, not sad –
Safe and sound.

Pictures of the past
Pop up occasionally,
Placing us in events
Devoid of our presence,
History translated into now.
The redeeming power of love
Shines through every scene,
Bathing us in it’s glow
As emotions overflow –
To be reburied with the day.

(c) wordz2go Feb 2018

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Mini-Humanoid

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Kitty has two modes of being:
Flight or fright!
It’s quite a sight
To see her freeze on the floor
When minutes before
She was trotting along
On a morning sniff-a-thon,
Then, it’s head down, bum up,
Totally immobile:
Meeting an over-friendly dog
Looking for a quick snog.
Or, a noisy juggernaut rolls by
And she tries to run away
From the cacophony
Causing her disharmony,
She might have little legs
But boy can she run!
To Kitty, everything is danger,
Everyone’s a stranger!
My chihuahua is utterly devoted,
Totally paranoid,
My love struck mini-humanoid.

(c) wordz2go Feb 2018

 

 

Angel Wings

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Thomas isn’t fading,
He’s growing angel wings,
He’ll fly up high across the sky
To infinity, and beyond!
Rub between his shoulders
To feel a bony growth,
Angel wings are growing,
They’ll grow and spread
Right over his head
To guard him from the world.

Thomas isn’t dying,
He’s growing angel wings,
He’s just a child being denied
Opportunities we’ve been given.
While life is brutally cruel,
Only child-like innocence
Can grow such precious wings,
The power of flight
Is within his sight
Despite his failing vision.

Thomas will go flying,
Around the sun and moon,
He’ll see things from angel wings
But we’ll be left behind.
We will feel bereft
But Thomas will be living,
In a different time and space,
Where fears of the present
Are ceded to the heavens
Where Thomas will reside.

Thomas isn’t dying,
He’s just begun to live.

(c) wordz2Go Jan 2018

Psalm 23:4 “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil…”

Karate Kid

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A child,
He’s just a child.
A little blue-eyed boy
Who loves lego and Star Wars,
Harry Potter and karate.
Just a normal kid:
Pride of his parents,
Wonderfully loving big brother.
Now roles reversed as younger
Sister moves things out of his way
To prevent him stumbling as
Disease affects his sight.
Soon it will take more –
An inevitable forward momentum.
Pray still for a miracle,
Believe in the impossible
From the God of possibilities.

(c) wordz2Go Jan 2018

Life Rescheduled

Please follow the link to read Thomas’s story and donate

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My nephew Jamie with his son Thomas at his 8th Birthday Party

Sit down
Pour yourself a drink
And think
About your life:
Work, career, progression,
Holidays, family, pension.
All mapped out,
Planned and lived,
Fully maximised.

Plan rescheduled –
Your son rewinds at eight,
Re-evaluate,
Your world becomes
Memory-making, indecision,
Crying-at-night, anxiety-ridden.
Life changes forever
As a child’s grip
Is loosened.

(c) wordz2Go Jan 2018

 

Please Pray, Today

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He’s 8 years old:
He shouldn’t have
Abnormalities on the brain,
It’s inhumane.
Children shouldn’t suffer
Like this.
Life is unnecessarily cruel
When youthful
Exuberance is squashed
Into submission,
Sedated for scans and tests
As the beast is assessed.

Over-tired, stressed parents,
Scared byond endurance,
Watching their boy regress
As doctors guess
At the nature of the beast
Attacking his brain,
Physically and emotionally,
Spacially and socially
Changing him
Before their eyes –
He is their precious boy
Not a research toy.

Join me to pray
For a treatable cause,
For a miraculous healing
Through our believing.
Pray our all-powerful God
Guides the analysts
And for rapidness
Of medical diagnosis.
Pray a boy is returned
Back to his family
Where he should be
With every capacity
Fully intact
To live a full life,
To grow and mature
And to feel secure.

Please – pray, today.

(c) wordz2Go Jan 2018

Thomas is my nephew’s son

Matthew 21:22King James Version (KJV)
‘And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.’

Loss & Gain

2017 was not entirely kind,
These images come to mind:

Swimming wearing Mam’s cross,
Hoping not to suffer it’s loss
As I run across the beach-too-hot
From towel to towel in a tango-trot
Dancing through palm-tree debris
To dive into the sea;
Losing my sister so suddenly
Pulled the rug from under me,
Just as I thought the year was done
My sister left us far too young,
Followed by my Aunty Glo
Which only added to our woe.

Having friends and family
Spending time with me,
Navigating uncharted waters
With these soul-restorers
And learning to swim
In the depths I found myself in.

Celebrating my son’s Master’s Degree
In mollecular-biology,
Filled with joy for my
Curly-headed, blue-eyed boy,
Then employment by the university,
I thank God you didn’t join the army!
Celebrating my daughter’s career move
Getting into the Teacher groove –
The perfect job for my songbird,
Tune them up and make them heard –
Let your baton twirl and spin
Teaching school-children to sing!

Celebratory decision to retire early
Before the job consumed me wholly,
Finding my chiahuahua Kit
And absolutely loving it,
Such uncensored love and loyalty
Has filled my life most joyously.

This year has been bitter-sweet,
Hoping the next will bring a treat.

(c) wordz2Go 31 Dec 2017
Jeremiah 29:11
“I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you.”