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Telly belly
The evening wears on
While outside in the garden
Golden leaves cling on
The light is just right
For us to enjoy the night
Cradling a belly of joy
Not a girl or a boy
Crisps, dips and all the chocs
You are mine
A love on the rocks
Binging another show
In the warmth of the TVs glow
Mine is growing
increasing, expanding and showing
My telly bel...
Thursday 5th September 2024 3:26 pm
Your cup
Beat the clock
Rush to the dock
Smash the shuttle
Give the rebuttle
Stand firm
Give the new terms
Crush the enemy
No more friends for me
Or pace yourself
Think of your health
Be kind and calm
Be free of alarm
Yoga it up
Fill up your cup
with love and sadness
Then stir it all up
And find your gladness
Wednesday 28th August 2024 10:40 am
Dr Google
A problem shared is a problem halved
and of knowledge I am starved
so here I am Dr Google
Seeking support, not a Doctors' retort
You are there for me 24/7
Delight in a worriers heaven
A different diagnoses every night
hoping this search might be right
Speaking face to face is overrated
Full of judgement, bile and hatred
while my toy gives the answers
loo...
Thursday 28th March 2024 12:04 pm
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