Starry night

Beneath the Southern Cross we stand

Bright stars so high above 

You held me close; took my hand

Told me of your true love 

Great Southern Ocean roared

As we took our place upon this land 

From my beating heart; my love poured

As I too gladly clasped your hand 

Beneath my heart

I carried you beneath my heart 

For 9 long months we shared 

Blood flowing through our veins 

For you; my darling; I cared

When first I saw your face 

I fell in love with you 

Here in my heart you’re placed

My precious daughter it’s true 

Just like mum

I never realised before 

I never actually kept score 

I am just like my mum 

That’s the undisputed truth; chum

Though I thought otherwise 

I have now come to realise 

I am more like my dear mum 

I am a part of the total; that sum

I am bossy britches

Don’t keep me in stitches

I do things the same way 

It is true I must say!

My sweet Amy

My Amy followed me everywhere
She was my little shadow
No matter where I went
Amy was sure to follow
Epilepsy almost claimed her

During fits I would hold her
She knew when I was due home
She'd be waiting beside the door
When working at home
She'd be watching; pacing the floor
Waiting to see where I would go
I'd say "Amy; just take a rest
I'll be passing by; at best
All day long I'll be on the go
Watch me from your basket
You know: I won't be far
My darling; just stay where you are!"
Her eyes would follow me
As I passed by regularly...
Dear Lord I miss her
My precious little girl
She's up in doggy heaven
Resting peacefully I know

June 2019

Happy 81st Birthday my darling mum

Happy Birthday my darling mum
Today you would have been 81
It's been 2 1/2 years since you've been gone
God I miss you; wish I could have a rerun
Here in photographs are some memories
Blurry black and whites; a few cherries
Your friends; your precious family
Missing you; just as much as I do...
Dad too is gone to be with you
Reunited; you two lovers are at last...
Carnations planted in your honour had no scent
But I remember how you loved them; still
Recalling your last precious hours with me
I am thinking of you at this time of year
God bless you my sweetest dear

Photos: b &w 1960's
Evaleah's birth September 2013
Alex Steczina's birthday 11th Feb 2015
Cherries picked for you by dad 7th Dec 2016
You hand in mine 28th Dec 2016
The butterfly on your hospital room door at your passing 28th Dec 2016
Carnations planted in your honour 28th Dec 2017

Written 24th June 2019

Bones

The bones of the dead and dying 
Lay piled upon the ground; dry
Too pained to be even crying
As the sun soared high in the sky
And the birds of prey flew; circling 
Waiting to begin their coming feast
For soon none would be moving 
Neither woman, child, man nor beast

23rd May 2019

The new shoes

He needed new shoes
The old ones were shabby
I couldn't afford the money
So I prayed; asked maybe
Could you please help me
Cover my poor son's feet
I don't have much money
Struggling to make ends meet

I knew just where to find them
I knew just where to go
For in my head a picture formed
Yes: there: as I brainstormed
I could see them...

So I headed to that op-shop
Headed down Brighton Road
Crossed over that railway track
There was no turning back...

There they were; just waiting

In the right size
Ready for me to purchase
The price I could handle; a prize

Thank you Lord for guidance
Thank you for that day
For sending your dear angels
For answering my prayers

As I took them to my son's place
I was happy to say the least
It may be many months later
He proudly wears them upon his feet

Written 26th May 2019
Purchased 11:58 am  22nd November 2017
Salvos store on Brighton Road