Toddy’s Wood & Way Down In My Garden 14.09.2023.

Here is a very personnel poem from me The view from my back garden, Toddy’s Wood If I had the money I’d plant myself a wood I’d fill it with such beauty And cherish it with love I’d build a little cabin Where I could live inside To watch the...

A Fountain Of Youth September P.O.M.

A Fountain Of Youth The Angels lead me laughing Towards a future bright Where there beside a fountain I’m bathed within the light The light that glows eternal Wrapped in God’s sweet love Delivered by the Angels Like gifts from up above My soul is raised to heaven Far...

The Past Is Gone & The Sound Of Raindrops08.09.2023.

The past is gone You must this learn It won’t come back But still you yearn For things that once Just might have been Are lost in time And goes unseen They were the best I hear you say As in those days You’d danced and played But look at now And all you’ve got Though...