I at time have been accused of having selective hearing and all I can say to that is pardon.
Selective Hearing
A command went out to me today
And I should have seen it coming
It seems my ears they just don’t work
Especially when I’m summoned
Now I always plead my innocence
No matter what my crime
But when we have an identity parade
The only face is mine
Now the cat is never mentioned
And my children get a pass
So I am in the frame again
Until my sentence is passed
But I think I might have an alibi
That I for once can use
My ears they seem so blocked up
They make me out a fool
But wait she has an answer
My defense has fell apart
(She says) Go and get your ears syringed
There’s jobs we need to start
What’s that I just can’t hear you
I only wish I could
I’m going to my shed now
I need to find some wood
Maybe you can tell me later
If you can find the time
For I’m a man with selective hearing
It’s the way that I’ve been designed.
The joys of this life are sometimes hidden from view
So ask to be shown what in this life is true
Linear Thinking
Like does this great sun
In the sky really set
And each time it rains
Does something get wet
Do waves on a shore
Know just where they are
And can anyone live
On that far away star
Then there’s the moon
When it’s out of sight
Is it because
It’s lost in the night
Or thinking of breathing
Can it truly be
The life-force of nature
That’s given to me
A million more questions
That I cannot claim
Will ever be answered
By my tiny brain
While stuck in linear thinking
I will have to stop watching Call The Midwife.
Mother and Son
She sat right there before him
With a look beyond compare
As she stared upon her new born
Whose skin it seemed so fair
Her eyes they did not wander
For she was so in trance
But who could tell his future
Or how their lives would dance
Right now it did not matter
For she was so in love
With this gift that came from heaven
This boy she called my dove
His father watched in envy
At love in true repose
Just where he’d fit in future
He really did not know
But joys they know no boundaries
And gifts are made to share
For right now they are a family
Who have not got a care
Thought to Ponder – There is no time like the present, because that’s all we’ve have got. Smile…
Music on You Tube – John Williamson – True Blue.
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