Gods Children


Go to sleep little one

Lay down your sleepy head

Close your heavy weary eyes

Away from harm and dread

Your one of Gods little children

Sent to us to make our day

So that we can love you

In each and every way

You bring joy into our lives

And you make us weep and smile

But sadly some nasty people

Can be violent and vile

They take away your innocence

For their own selfish needs

Never caring about what they do

Its just their sickness that it feeds

To destroy a life in one so small

A crime against all humanities

The pain and suffering that it brings

Sometimes you’re the only one that sees

The damage that’s been inflicted

A body torn apart

The suffering will be always there

Deep inside your heart

But with Gods help and your resilience

You will overcome your fear

Because you will learn someday that

There are people who care

The true ones that will love you

Be there for you each day

And do their best to keep you safe

From those who would do you harm in any way

So never let despair

Take away your life, Gods gift to you

Because he’s always there on the look out

Watching everything you do

That hand upon your shoulder

The wind against your cheek

You will feel him around to give you the strength

That you will always seek

So sleep tight little soldier

Never fear that he will leave

Because you will always feel him

Tugging at your sleeve



The Weir


Down the lane, not far from home

A place where many children roam

There is a house that stands alone

Built in wonderful Dorset stone

By the side a river runs by

Winding, flowing, water level quite high

A footpath winds along by its side

Although the river is quite wide

On a bend, next to the house, a weir

Gushes water, fairly near

To the footpath where the children walk

Sometimes forgetful as they talk

Little Jenny Mayweather, just our years old

Walking with her mum, wrapped up warm against the cold

Was skipping and dancing near the river behind a hedge

And approached the weir too near the edge

Tripped and fell over the side

Her Mum screaming realising she may have died

Taken by the water, at this point, a gushing, raging pool

But just by chance Tommy Blenkinsopp , on his way home from school

Heard the screams and ran, hearing Jenny’s name

To the point from whence the sound came

Seeing the girl going under the water for the last time

Raced to the edge and dived straight in, double quick time

With no thought to his own safety at all

He went under the water, like a cannon ball

Hearing the screams further help came and found

Mum shouting, she’s in the water, my god she’s drowned

As onlookers waited with baited breath on the bank

May realising what had happened their hearts sank

But just then Tommy surfaced with little Jenny under his arm

As the police arrived, someone had raised the alarm

Though not moving, she was saved by Tommy’s selfless act

Lucky for Jenny, he was the first to react

As they were dragged from the weir everyone cheered

As Jenny opened her eyes coughing and spluttering

Tommy walked away under his breath just muttering

About how stupid it was to walk by the weir

That someone would fall in was people’s greatest fear

Jenny’s mum looked round to thank Tommy Blenkinsopp

But he had walked away down to the village shop

Where his mum and dad ran the store

And soaking wet walked through the door

His mum went mad, what have you done

Thinking he had got soaked out having fun

Just then P C Jones walked through the door

As his Mum and Dad gave him what for

NO, No said P C Jones, he saved the day

Lucky for little Jenny he had walked home that way

Everyone by now had reached the door

And little Jenny stood in the door

A big smile upon her face

And cheers rang out all over the place

A life was saved thanks to Tommy’s brave act

And Jenny’s mum was thankful that’s a fact

So now there’s a fence along the pathway

To stop anything like this happening another day

And Tommy and Jenny, well guess what happened in later years

They fell in love, were married, many of the guests in tears

Because they remembered the day that Jenny nearly drowned

And how lucky it was Tommy was around

They lived happy ever after and that’s a fact

Just shows what can happen if you react

Quickly to any given incident

And forward thinking can prevent

Accidents from happening, like the message this one is sending

So always keep this thought in mind, not always is there a happy ending

The Angel


As she sits in perfect peace

The Angel sits in deepest thought

Is it of a past love she thinks?

Or just a moment that she’s caught

Her beauty is beyond compare

Still to be with her forevermore

With her locks of curly hair

Her past life just a far distant shore

Now her life to glide the universe

Watching over many a long lost soul

With her hand to guide them home

Together they will stroll

Her heart maybe heavy

With thoughts that may have been

Of her lovers long ago

And things that she has seen

But she sits alone and thinks

Of what her life is now

Of all the sad souls she can save

With her hand upon their brow

Her white wings shining in the sun

Now it’s her time to sleep

So we must let her settle down

And promise not to peep




When my eyes have no tears to shed

I lay down my sleepy head

A double life a poet leads

Words grow like flowers or weeds

Like beauty through to heaven

My poems shake down saddened thoughts in showers

Loosened with the winds

Opening up the channels to let

Words in

With our mystic measure of rhythmic motion

The sun enchants the ocean

In dreams




Listen to the Wind

What does it say today?

Will it tell me you love me?

In each and every way

Will the clouds still show pictures?

Of your face up in the sky

And will I see your lovely smile

As they gently pass me by

Will there be a Rainbow

After some morning rain

All those colours etched into my mind

Of passion until we meet again

When the Sun comes shining down

Casting a shadow walking next to me

It’s like you are with me right away

On my arm where you should always be

The Wind doth blow, and the Sun doth shine

Just like my thoughts of you in my heart

All I can say with fortitude

Thank God for my friends who are with me, always

When we are far apart




Lolly was a Leprechaun

Who lived inside a Tree

A joy little fellow

As happy as could be

He loved a little fairy maiden

Who was called Penelope

And every day he used to watch

Her swimming in the river wild and free

And she used to flap her tiny wings

And fly around the place

In and out of the bushes

With such style and grace

The Blues and Greens mixed in her wings

Shone so spectacularly, and with ease

And the little Red and Blue dress she wore

Would rustle wildly in the breeze

But she rarely noticed Lolly

For he was not her type at all

She was in love with Peter pan

And ran at his every call

So lolly became miserable

And down in the dumps was he

And started staying in his hideout

Beneath the old Oak tree

But the fairy Godmother noticed

What was taking place down by the Pond

And tried to get Lolly to venture out

Down past the old Mill and far beyond

To find another Fairy

Who would love him in return

For he had so much feeling deep inside

And for Penelope he did yearn

As he sat upon a Mushroom

In a leafy glade in Butterfly Wood

He saw another little Fairy

So pretty and looked so good

Her found out her name was Mary

She had a captivating smile

And she was smitten with lolly’s bright blue eyes

So they began courting for a while

Now Lolly was a happy little Leprechaun again

Now true love had come his way

He would sing and dance the whole day through

Since Mary had come his way

The moral of this little tale

Never give up on happiness it may not be far away

It may be just around the corner, down by the stream

Who are we to say