It’s grand to be awayno graft, all play.tho’ no place like home,not mine.sinking on my throne,it’s sublime.a fortress,an ive a key to the door.Merlot, and the remote,I dont need much more.First in line,no queue, no hassle.I’ve no crown,but, King of this castle.kids they rebal,hostile can be the wife.But she my Queen,I’m thankful for my life
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My sons first birthday 🎉
A Daddy’s daughter
A God made love. I remember the day vividly, when she asked me to remove the stabilisers from her pretty pink bicycle, with wick basket and handle bar tassels to match. “I’m too big for these now.” She said very certainly. So self critical and upset each time she fell crying what a silly littleContinue reading “A Daddy’s daughter”
Prepare for war
No rage to destroy no pain on the heart to crush. Futile his skills with pen and brush. Does the spirit forsake? The comfort to hear, riches to see, still destitute he be. No tears, no laughs, no screams, no prayers, no energy in the trigger finger to let of the call flares, rain beatsContinue reading “Prepare for war”
