Life is good! Life is inspirational!

You come and storm our streets
Without care for the sanctity of life
No concern for freedom

You come and storm our streets
Blinded by hatred intent on harm
Depriving others of their human rights

You come and storm our streets
Stealing lives, murdering innocents,
Slaughtering the unarmed in your senseless blood bath

And yet tomorrow as we mourn those lost
Hold out a hand to their families, to their loved ones
We will be unified in their grief

And you will be condemned
A faceless warrior
On a dead-end mission that will always fail

For democracy, will conquer
And love will rule over hate;
Tolerance will rule over fear

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Spring Bride

Cherry blossom heralding
Spring is on her way
With garlands of flowers decking the boughs
In Nature’s own display
With such delicate petals
Amassing a splendid sight
The bride to summer’s beckoning
In gown of pink and white

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Legacy 

Life is the incubator of the spirit. A chrysalis nurtured in the body until it is released as a butterfly in the final breath into the blue. The essence, the soul, the spirit, fluttering through eternity on the cerulean wings of memories and visible in the traits passed from one generation to the next. This is our legacy making the difference a cocoon at a time. 

Blue Butterfly

Fly sweet butterfly. Fly fly!
Away into the blue
Midst azure wisps amongst the clouds
The essence that is you
And flap your cerulean wings
Until you blend as one
With heavens mist high up above
Towards the setting sun

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Now take him death where he will be
Away from what this PSP
Stole from him here upon the Earth
His freedom to the rights of birth

The liberty to speak and eat
His right to walk on steadfast feet
To look about with no fixed stare
Be in control, chose what he dares

Those choices that we take assumed
Until the beast enters; consumes
From deep within on neural thread
Devouring life as though it’s dead

And so dear death, come in and heal
And cease this wanton heinous deal
Releasing him so that he’ll be
Forever free of PSP

For more information on PSP, a progressive degenerative neurological condition, please visit the https://www.pspassociation.org.uk/ 

For fifty years less one short month
You’ve been there by my side
Protector, comforter and friend
In whom I could confide
With whom I shared my highs, my lows
My hopes, my loves, my dreams,
My fears and sadness, losses, fights
All sort of diff’rent things

You’ve stood there strong; n’er waned nor left
Been there through thick and thin
My constant, stable, quiet resolve
Hand to hold and thickest skin
And we’ve had great fun, laughed and cried
We’ve shared so much and more
And you’ve been there not just for me
But for my own fab four

You’ve been the very best of Dads
And for my children too
You’ve been a role model as well
As Grandpa and Dad, true
You’ve taught us all integrity
You’ve showed us what it means
To uphold honour, truth, respect
And all things in between

And you taught me that I have worth
You’ve shown me I can be
Strong, confident, navigating
A lifecourse responsibly
For as a source of peacefulness
With humour and harmony
You’ve given out support, warmth, love
All unconditionally

And so dear Daddy, I love you
And will eternally
For though we must be pulled apart
In mortal realms I see
This thread weaving between us won’t
Separate at your death
For it will pass cross the chasm
And won’t leave me bereft

A ribbon thread to hold onto
Forever in a day
Of treasured memories in mind
Paving an onward way
A link in the chain that won’t be broke
A strand between us both
Where what we had will never die
And that’s my lasting oath
And thus, this will not be the end
But the beginning of
A new road down which we will walk
Me here; you up above
As a star amidst the milky way
Shining a guiding light
Still always here deep in my heart
Burning so very bright

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I sit and think life’s like a stream
All bubbling and clear
In early days when youth burns bright
Before the middle years
When brook turns into river broad
With depth and span from all
Experiences that we have had
Before we reach the fall
Of life; autumnal years spread out
Where estuary feeds into
The oceans sea that stretches out
Towards eternal view
Whence spirit will evaporate
Up to the skies above
And drops of memories will reign
In you and me with love

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