My mother's shoes

I could never fill my mother's shoes

Never could I even hope to intrude

Upon her domain; until the time came

When she finally allowed us in

Finally; when she could no longer do

All those loving things; she used to

Finally; we were no longer told "no"

"That's not how you do it; like this!

This is how it should be done!"

When words were no longer forthcoming

And we were allowed control

That's when she was too ill; too old

Then; silently she endured; without a word

For "us" intruders; into her sacred world

Then; when she could no longer speak

And only then would she accept us; meek

Substandard doers; to care for her

To cook for her; wash for her

Do all those things; that only she could

Then and only then did she finally allow

Us; inferior human beings to do for her

Those things she could no longer do

When she was old; ill; bowed...

4th April 2019

The power of green Barley powder

Apr 5, 2019, 10:20 AM

Been Keeping an eye on this skin blemish that came to my notice in the last year or so. It was raised and bumpy but I wasn't sure exactly how long it had been there. Went to a skin specialist and had it checked, photographed etc. all seemed okay.
I've been taking Green barley powder (1 teaspoon in water, morning and night; along with 10 ml apple cider vinegar) for the past 6 months.
The blemish is no longer raised and seems to be shrinking in size and colour! Green barley works at a cellular level regenerating our cells!

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Cape Northumberland

About 3:30 pm on Sunday 7th April 2019
we stopped at Cape Northumberland
The southernmost point of South Australia
It was cold and windy and rain clouds loomed
Such a beautiful, wild place to enjoy
As we waited for the next rain squall to come in
Wow! It was most invigorating!

A dream of dad

I woke up this morning
With you dad; in my mind
Just saw you in my dream
You were young; smiling; happy
We had shared a laugh 
As we drove along
The sun was shining down
Glinting upon your dark hair
You were so young and happy
Driving your car; like you did
So many long years ago
It was such a beautiful vision
So unlike your last few months
Ah my darling; I miss you so

I made a wreath for you and mum
I plaited the long green vines
I imagined you and mum together
Your loving arms entwined
Red flowers for your precious love
As true as ever; a gift from above
You are now forever together
Your spirits no longer chained
Here upon this mortal plane
Fly free my darlings; take flight 
As we here remember you; as ever
With love within your beating hearts

17th March 2019

Benefits of Turmeric

I stopped taking the Bioglan 
Glucosamine, Chondroitin, Turmeric mixture
As I researched it and found it was a placebo effect
causing fluid retention as well...
I ended up back in a lot of pain in my injured knee
(from last March)
Then I got onto the Cenovis Turmeric capsules
After a few weeks; the intense pain has eased 
And I am now able to exercise again
Thank God!

21st March 2019

Life is a long and winding road

Life is a long and winding road
We cannot see the ending
Nor the bumps and bends
But if in the end...
We have had the pleasure
Of looking back a few times
And smiling...
It is good...

29th March 2015

Prayer is a longing of the soul

Prayer is a longing of the soul
For something totally out of our control
For only out Lord who reigns in heaven above
Cold shower us with His unearthly love

31st March 2015

Bool Lagoon Wetlands

Bool Lagoon Wetlands
Hardly a drop of water to be seen
Yet I enjoyed the viewing 
Still it was beautiful to me
Far away in the distance
Twinkling bravely in the sun
There were many birds and water
But it was so far away hun
What drew me were the sounds
The whispering of those reeds
A susurrus of startling intensity
Such beauty to my listening ears
Drought may have stolen her moisture
Made her surrender up her sights
You could be forgiven for doubting 
Forgiven for turning away in fright
But just return after next winter
Come again when spring is near
You will be amazed at her teeming bird life
You will hear s myriad of green frogs
Incessant in their loud croaking
As they regenerate from these bogs
A veritable cacophony of life
Here in the Bool Lagoon Wetlands
Here; where today there is such strife

Tuesday 9th April 2019

Dear dad

Dear dad

I miss you

I heard a song the other night
About daddy's hands
How beautiful it was to me
To hear about those dear hands
For yours too are dearest to me
Loving; kind; gentle they were; you see
Only a few times did I ever need
To feel the sting of your just ire
Ah my darling; my precious  dad
You were the very best to be had
You showed me how to love this life
As I watched your kindness to everyone
Your honesty; integrity; your pride
In working hard each and every day
Gave me such pleasure I must say
Thank you for being my precious father
Thank you for loving me with all your heart
Ah my darling; I wish we didn't have to part

2nd April 2019