Always

Those mystic mountains of beautiful Dunblane

As the cattle munch in the meadows on some barley...

It sits at the utmost on the surface of her mind

Something that is best forgotten but yet is so...

I love flowers in my garden as much as that pretty paper on my wall

With my cuckoo clock all the...

Inwardly I can hear that tune whirring around in my weary head

As I lie trying my utmost to get...

Let us stay in each others arms until the onset of September

Underneath those twinkling stars...

I often wonder when I ponder “Am I in reality?”

as I think about the last sixty two years amidst...

The first..has wisdom

The second..is wise

The third..is never to listen to anybodies lies...

Things could have been so much better between the both of them

With different circumstance in...

Sentimental tears of happiness
Waterworks wept from woe
So many reasons for these Emotions...

There is a high wire with me holding on walking on the ledge..
I have to stop myself from falling...

Back betwixt my thinking I go pondering once again

Shuffling scattered thoughts amidst those...

Sir David Attenborough is a wonderful man, such is a credit for his generation

His excellent...

It's not you it's me
I was trained to be

A weak and broken being
From truth...

Lying in my bed with this menaced head

That hasn’t slept a wink

How on earth am I meant to...

I'm at the end of my tether,
wether that means anything..
I talk about the weather..
...

My Mother always had fresh cut flowers, in a crystal vase upon her sitting room table

I can...

Dam and blast this sleepless situation, there is a song on repeat causing me frustration

And it...