We are carefree in our life In our life we are carefree But is that always what we’ll be? Thinking of countries like Kuwait Iraq confiscates their freedom Something they must hate Freedom comes with responsibility The honour to choose how you’d like to be If we had no freedom, we’d be a flock of… Continue reading Carefree
Month: December 2010
Childhood
I guess I sound a bit precocious in some of my poems, but I can’t help agreeing with this one Written on 17 February 1990, at age 13 All good children gather round Sitting snug upon the ground Listen with your heeding ears Of tales of happiness, love and tears Thinking with your childlike minds… Continue reading Childhood
Wherever She Knelt
For Wherever she knelt Sweet flowers she smelt And the green of the leaves In the sycamore tree For wherever she sat She took off her hat Ant boweth to each bird and each bee For wherever she roamed There were hedgehogs and gnomes And the bright summer sun gazing down For wherever she strolled… Continue reading Wherever She Knelt
Snow
Misty white flakes Gently swirl down Giving the earth A pretty new gown Snowflakes are pretty things White as the feathers On a wild duck’s wings White as the clouds On a warm sunny day Snowflakes make a lovely array
Bof
There once was a young boy named Bof Who had quite a rather bad cough But one day with a whack He was smacked on the back And that was the end of young Bof