I come from my mums fruit cake I come from a long line of strong women I come from Irish Ancestry I come from not wanting to shop anymore I come from Books I come from the Seaside I come from rural areas too I come from Horseriding I come from Midget Gems I come from Bad Mental Health I come from Good Mental Health Sometimes...... I come from Crisis I come from Dysfunction I come from Curiosity I come from a stampede of elephants I come from hailstones and snow I come from a Summer Breeze I come from Peace Copyright kizzy york aka K.J.Oakes 2024
Late Summer is pending Soon it will be ending No more congestion Just time for reflection Internet highway clear And Zoom will reappear No longer held up by 02 And making me feel blue This time next year There will be no fear As I get off the O2 plan And once again, become a Vodafone Fan !
I’ve not got green fingers I look at a plant and it’s dead I’d like to try it as a hobby But, I think I’ll read a book instead I never know whether to water liberally…. Or not? The sun makes it grow, surely - when it is hot Undernourished or overnourished ? I’m not entirely sure So, I’ll just stick with a book Go for a lay down on the beach I’m more familiar with the seashore. With its vast array of grasses That need no TLC Only kisses from the Ocean To help them grow gracefully
Short & sweet sometimes the most poignant
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