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Countdown has begun
for the almighty battle that must be won.
The stakes are tremendously high
I loathe this battle, with a sigh.
It should not have come to this
but many who think they know best
caused more turmoil than sweet bliss.
I must face this evil head on.
I'll do it my way cos I'm head strong.
I will be standing tall and all alone
As this is my path which is cast in stone.
Some do not know how I am feeling
even when told I'm pushed away reeling.
So many opinions but not sound advice
from those whose hearts are frozen as ice.
Long ago I thought all the woe was done
and my life could be joyous and fun.
Will this be the end of my union with evil
or will it continue to worsen and
be a pest, a stinking weevil?
I hope the judgment is fair
or someone may lose all of their hair.
Hopefully his honour, the judge in robes
will consider all facts not just their lies.
I have hope this won't end in tears
but I'm also still plagued by my own fears.
Only time will tell if the judge is fair.
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
countdown has begun.

MY LOVELY CHILD.

MY LOVELY CHILD I AM UR MOTHER

YOU ARE MY BREATH, HAPPINESS, HELPING HAND.

EVERY DAY I SEE U HOW DO PLAY WITH TOYS,

WITHOUT KNOWING HOW'S LIFE CHALLENGING.

JUST U KNOW HOW TO PLAY AND GET ANGRY WHEN U WANT EAT.

OH MY SWEET MY LITTLE BABY!

JUST U MAKE ME HAPPY, YOU MAKE MY EYES WITH HAPPY TEARS.

I HEAR UR VOICE SAYING TO ME-MAMA!

AND I SEE U MY LITTLE ANGEL!

YOU ARE MY HAPPINESS AND MY DREAM.

A story once told a road of gold
did wind through mountains white
past rivers keen till sign is see
that ends its heralded flight.

Words unfurl in lavender and pearl
to adorn this fateful shrine
They read, "Steer forth towards the north
in a raft on the bay of wine".

The ship is light and moon shines bright
as currents make swift the way.
Your journey is far by the evening star
to the coming break of day.

The sun rises high in an azure sky
when you reach a fostered shore
and are greeted with cheers, hugs, and tears
from teddy bears galore.

They've gathered in herds of pink oxfords
to collect the stranded shells
to place in blocks as forget-me-nots
to the things they love so well.

They've names like Mandy, Toby, Andy,
Jenny and Danielle
Their nicknames and middle names
to each in secret tell.

Upon their crown the little bears gown
a splendid butterfly
its beauty appears between tufted ears
as missly placed bowties.

They spend the day in watery play
or camped by firesides.
Tumbling October leaves
or playing on giant slides.

On swing sets during sunsets,
on walks or holding hands.
In ferris whells above grassy fields
in Autmn colors grand.

When Spring's the day oboes they play;
in Summer picnic all.
On silver skates bless Winter lakes,
and kites loft in the Fall.

When twilights swirl be stills this world
of donughts, mints, and sun
where apple trees wave cinnamon leaves
and rocking horses run-

they sleep the night by candle light
caressed by soft moonbeams
as weariness pries at shoebutton eyes
and music weaves sweet their dreams.

Sincere and true I speak to you
of beauty ro revere.
Special and new though seen by few
I have visited here.

Perhaps one day I'll find my way
back to this dreamy cove
where joy and laughter are ever after
and tebby bears rule with love ... always.

To BAS
a toy

One thing special about having a twin
if you think you're in trouble
they will let you in,
They know when you're happy
they know when you're sad,
They know when you're good
they know when you're bad,
And if you're in pain
they will always be there,
for they feel the same
and will always care.

My mum had passed away
but in my heart she will stay
when I am sad I think of mum
when I fall i think of mum
when I laugh I think of mum
when I am asleep I dream of mum
so you see I never lost my mum
and this is what I hear mum say
you may not see me, but you can feel me
when you are sad I touch your heart
and make you smile
when you fall I pick you up
when you are asleep I watch over you
when you laugh I stand back and smile
so you see my mum has not gone
mum is with me forever in my heart

WHEN I HEAR HIS JOKES,HE REMINDS ME OF ME.

ALREADY KNOWING THE PUNCH LINE BEFORE HE'S THREW,

HE MAKES ME LAUGH, AND SOMETIMES EVEN PEE,

WITHOUT MY SON WHAT WOULD I DO?

A MIND SO DIFFERENT, SO CUNNING IS HE,

THINKS OUT OF THE BOX INDEED

HIS LIFE WAS TOUGH BUT HE'S STRONG YOU SEE,

WITHOUT MY SON, WHERE WOULD I BE?

HE'S YOUNG, AND LOVING, AND HUGS ME ALL DAY

I GET ANGRY CAUSE HIS ROOM IS A MESS.

WANTS TO MAKE STRANGE CREATIONS, HE THINKS THAT WAY,

WITHOUT HIM FOR MY LIFE I'DE CARE LESS.

HE'S ANNOYING AT TIMES, BUT HIS SMILE MAKES ME FORGET,

AND HE THINKS AT EIGHTEEN HE'S SO WISE

WHEN HE MAKES UP HIS MIND , HE IS CONSTANT AND SET

AND HE KEEPS ME IN CHECK, I CAN'T LIE.

MY BOY IS MY REASON FOR BREATHING TODAY

HE'S SAVED ME FROM DAMAGE I'VE DONE,

I CAN'T SAY IT CLEARER OR IN ANY OTHER WAY

I THANK GOD FOR MY STRONG LOVING SON.

Daddy come home, theres no need to fight
Please read me my story, and turn off my light
I dont like it this way, and need help with my toys
I want you to come home, and make friends with them boys

I made you a picture, and my hair is getting longer
Mummy keeps crying, sadness keeps getting stronger
My new shoes come today, im all ready for school
I wish you could take me, but I know there your rules

Daddy come home please, daddy come home
I cry when you leave me, here all alone
I see all the news, and think about you
Dont know what we'll do, if they take you to

Daddy I love you, daddy please come back home
I dont want you fighting, in this nasty war zone
I woke in the night again, touching your band
Daddy come home please, and dont let go of my hand

Into each others arms sometimes at birth. A life long of close it's written that way. End of day chat by watchin their back! Every days special in your eyes shared with them. Rememberin birthdays, hello's I love you an telephoned g'night's. Then the ball drops. Frownin in both, major mistake. Defensive in guilt, other's hurt on the side. Licked wounds of time pass by. . . . then out of the blue she's back in so sorry~

Walking in boldy, i take off these muddy shoes
With hope in my mind, i know i cannot lose
Because my working day is done, and evening now is born
Its good to know i have her around, without life is torn

That same smell all around, as i warmly start to roam
Its true what they say you know, theres no place quite like home
My dear old ma, sits here all day, to wait for my arrival
Without my sweet and caring old mum, no time for fit survival

The ship is full, the captain stands for her duty
Full steam ahead, cos this sail will sail a beauty
Its the evening meals i like, to catch up on the day
To thank her for the love she's give, i now begin to pay

I guess this message is warm and true
Without my mum, i dont know what i'd do
I want to give back, for the life she has give
My dear old mum, i'll see you peacefully live

There is a certain faith of which I am particularly fond
Not one in which I find fulfillment in ignorance
Where promised luxury and happiness abound
But rather from a stark and real sense of wealth

Not so simple as faith in money, tho
That is not where I find my consolation
This life is far too short for such a thing
As embarrassing and meaningless as fiscal power

To know that she maintains her faithfulness
To reward the efforts I have attempted
Which, in the same way, cannot be bought
But only given to one they feel is so worthy

This, in return, strengthens my resolve
That I may be her rock and fortress
And my confidence the steel threshold
For the gate through which she takes refuge