Prayers and Poems to encourage you 

Evening Time

And when the evening comes, and dampness fills the air.
Stay still for just a minute and capture what is there
Listen to some music or stay calm with just a thought.
Of something good that has happened and the gladness that its bought
The sound of children laughing, the chat you had today.
A moments pleasure in your mind can take a pain away.
So as the evening moves on towards the dark of night.
God is never far away so close but out of sight.


Why am I unsettled Lord, restless feeling low?
I’ve started taking baby steps but unsure just where to go.
Why do lots of people make me feel afraid?
Should I never venture out stay behind my barricade?
Why do I feel happy then feel so very sad?
Not looking at the good things just focus on the bad
Why do other people seem to cope much more than me?
Are they seeing something new I’m unable yet to see?
Why does lots of noise just make it even worse?
I want to go back how it was not lumbered with this curse.
Why am I more wary and wondering “is this a lie”
 The news just changes every day and leaves me wondering why.
I need a little comfort and a word just in my ear.
Go gently in this coming day you have no need of fear.


Tea/Laughter and cakes
2021 begun not much laughter not much fun.
Because we knew that this new year
Would not be bringing too much cheer.
People sitting all alone,
waiting for a friend to phone
We needed lightness in our life.
Not doom and gloom or too much strife
We formed a group of friends on Zoom.
And soon we found we shared this room.
With others who were just like us
Bored and worried, mustn’t fuss.
We laughed and joked, and some told stories.
As it was in all their glories
We made friends with strangers too.
All on Zoom it was something new.
And has the weeks turned into months
This friendship saved us came up trumps.
And finally, a flickering light
Out of darkness into light
We could go out and meet and dine.
And some of us drank too much wine.
But we felt free we had our jabs.
Rushed out to us from high tech labs.
Sanity restored we could not wait.
To hug our family and fix a date.
For missed party’s wedding’s too
Still be careful don’t overdo.
We no longer need our Zoom.
We can now meet outside our room.
But I have loved the time together.
The memories will last forever.

If you could, would you go back and start your life again.
Would you choose a life of good and happiness no pain?
Or would you do it all again and learn the good from bad?
And maybe cope much better with some things that made you sad.
Do you think to live complete your life must have some sin
And that it makes you stronger and a better life begin
I expect it all depends on how well you yourself can cope.
If you are scared all the time seeing very little hope
You will continue all your life continually looking back.
Afraid to be happier, keeping on that sorrowful track.
It really isn’t easy to know which road to take,
But if you want to live a life the heartache you must break
In you heart and mind also you need to live a better way
And live a life of love and care and to your God can pray.
“Please lord today I have tried my best and kept you on my mind.
Nor all the time but when I’m sad I’ll know you are right behind.
It isn’t easy God I know because the World it isn’t good.
And Evil often sneaks right in right there where you are stood.
My life has had its ups and downs my early life so sad.
Afraid to say or speaking out of all the things so bad.
But I thank you Lord for all the strength that you have given me.
And kept me going through my life and my loved ones that they see.
Sometimes you can move on and bury a bad past.
A trigger sometimes sets you off but the pain it doesn’t last.
So, every morning when I wake, I say a silent prayer.
That when I needed you the most, I knew you would be there.”


Inside my head
Inside my head I face the world sometimes with troubled heart
My outer face conveys no pain, Happy Day let’s make a start.
But no, I really want to stay indoors not face the big outdoors.
It has been so long, it is just too soon, unsafe is that the cause.?
I know that this irrational fear I have to overcome.
Pick myself up and take a breath I know this must be done.
The world has been so very black not filled with too much light.
And yet the colours are around one step outside so bright.
So slowly as the fear unwinds, I reach an inner peace.
Inside my head I hear the voice” this fear you must release”
And yes, it is you God all along has got me through so far.
So, step by step I’ll make that move outside and there you are.
Just waiting while I get my breath your arms are open wide.
Thank you, God, for getting me and guiding me outside.


A Prayer
I pray for the World with its trouble and strife.
I pray for an end to killing and taking of life.
I pray for a World when “To Love “means we do.
I pray for a world where kindness breaks through.
I pray for a world where the hungry are fed.
I pray for a world when cold stone’s not a bed.
I pray for a world where we greet with a smile.
I pray for a world where we can reconcile.
I pray for a world where money is equal.
I pray for a world that is the same for all people.
I pray for a world God created with Love.
I pray for a world where we live the above


St Georges Day
Today we celebrate St George the man the myth the legend.
And did he really slay a dragon on what you believe depends?
The legend says the dragon made a nest beside a spring.
But more importantly for us is what the brave young George did bring
 Tall and handsome brave young man at 17 joined the Roman Army.
Perhaps you might just think, so young perhaps a little barmy?
But no young George so proved himself his behaviour was so virtuous.
Not only just his strength and valour but to the ladies oh so courteous
He set about to stop the rise of paganism right through Rome.
(Was up against Diocletian The Emperor) and bring Christianity home.
The rumours that all Christian Churches and scriptures would be burnt.
 St George into Nicomedia rode knowing a lesson needed to be learnt.
He freed the Christians of the town by tearing down the Emperors edict.
But realizing doing it his own death he could predict
St George arrested, tortured until ,his faith he would  deny.
But brave young George defended Christ and knowing he would die.
He was indeed beheaded, but his life was not in vain.
The George Cross medal awarded out to valour and often pain.
So today we should salute you and remember with great pride.
The Patron  Saint  of England who for Christians bravely died.

A lonely lady dressed in black, halts at the steps and just looks back.
Then bravely turns and walks ahead what thoughts are going through her head.
In front she sees the coffin where, her husband’s lies no longer there.
Beside her where he has always been throughout her life his love our Queen
Tiny she sits alone bereft, head bowed down silent tears are wept.
The marriage of the Duke and Queen the highs and tragedies’ they have seen.
But never once throughout her reign as she exposed a hint of pain.
Her thoughts and duties and vows she made, never faltered never waived.
From that young girl who was crowned Queen, left behind what could have been.
And right beside her from that day, her rock the Duke her own mainstay
He Left a job his own career, to be her consort to stay near
And now he has gone a light gone out, a massive void he’s left no doubt.
So, all alone and dressed in black, her darling Philip will not be back

Feeling uplifted
Just listened to that favourite Hymn “My God how great thou art”
And realized those words are mine echoed straight from my heart.
My God you are so great and indeed in awesome wonder.
 I hear your voice shout out to me, just like a clap of thunder.
It steers me back upon a path I do so often stray.
Forgetting you and Jesus Christ I should more often pray.
Its easy in this busy world to overlook the world.
And take for granted all we have not seeing it unfurled.
But sometimes just a word or even a great hymn
Brings back to me the need to say” it’s open please enter in”.
Just calm my soul and ease my troubled mind.
And count the good of all the things created for mankind.
Because it’s here for me to see, I very rarely pause.
And take it in what you have made and look beyond closed doors.
So, thank you Lord for nudging me and giving me that call.
That you are there just listening arms open when I fall
 God yes, those words indeed are etched upon my heart.
Indeed, my maker I can truly say “My God how great thou art”

A Long Road
Sometimes you walk along a road.
Upon your back a heavy load
The future sometimes looking grey.
One more step I will take today.
Your body heavy weighs you down
It is hard to smile and not to frown.
The blackness sometimes hard to bear.
And often thinking does anyone care.
You have to try, and it can take time.
To leave this feeling right behind
And then a phone call just for you  
A friend who knew that you were blue.
And in a second the weight has gone
You share a joke and reflect upon
The times you both had so much fun
And you know once more it can be done.
And then you chat and talk about
What you will do when you can go out
And your spirits soar you look ahead.
And think of all what’s good instead.
Captain Tom what did he say
Tomorrow will be a better day.


Blank Document
I start to write a poem and suddenly hit a blank
Its like my mind as left my head and slipped in some black tank.
My fingers chafing at the bit, but I cannot write a word.
I usually can start straight away this really is absurd.
My mind is working overtime I think I must be mad.
I really need to write this down but Blank again so sad.
Perhaps I need a coffee or maybe I should pause.
Stop thinking of the unknowns words and find out what’s the cause.
My head is usually brimming of all sorts of things to write.
But today no words are coming and its giving me a fright.
I have run out of talking COVID and I need another theme.
We have the COVID vaccine, but the rest is still a dream.
I long for really sunny days where flowers grow galore.
And sat out with my lunch time snack good memories I can store.
But at this very moment although I’m feeling fine
This stubborn brain of mine just cannot make words rhyme.
So, for today I will leave it as my brain needs to unwind.
And in the morning hopefully fresh words will spring to mind


Changes in our Daily Lives
What do you think on waking, for me its “what’s the day?
Is it Monday Tuesday Wednesday I really couldn’t say
As slowly I come round a bit and have my cup of tea.
My mind starts to unravel and hopefully I see
A date upon the calendar or yesterday’s daily news
Of course, today is Monday but it is so easy to confuse
I try to have a sort of plan of what I need to do.
A walk for me is number one to stop me feeling blue.
For Christmas all I wanted was a pair of sturdy boots
An lo and behold on Christmas Morn they stood just taken root.
So, every day come wind rain snow I don my boots and off I go
I need this time to stop and think clear my mind of grief and woe.
It doesn’t get much easier some days are worse than others.
A smile upon your face is hard when you think of Fathers Mothers.
All struggling to keep afloat most time with money rationed.
And thinking to themselves no doubt I wonder how this happened.
But mostly we all do brace ourselves as I do on my hike.
I think of our Lord Jesus who mixed with rich and poor alike.
So today might seem like yesterday or even days before.
But perhaps I had better focus on trying to do more.
I am lucky that I can give food or clothes or even money.
But if you can’t maybe you can give time to make a life more sunny
Perhaps a card slipped through the door with “How are You today.
Could perhaps lift some one’s spirits sat thinking what’s today?


Changes in our Daily Lives
What do you think on waking, for me its “what’s the day?
Is it Monday Tuesday Wednesday I really couldn’t say
As slowly I come round a bit and have my cup of tea.
My mind starts to unravel and hopefully I see
A date upon the calendar or yesterday’s daily news
Of course, today is Monday but it is so easy to confuse
I try to have a sort of plan of what I need to do.
A walk for me is number one to stop me feeling blue.
For Christmas all I wanted was a pair of sturdy boots
An lo and behold on Christmas Morn they stood just taken root.
So, every day come wind rain snow I don my boots and off I go
I need this time to stop and think clear my mind of grief and woe.
It doesn’t get much easier some days are worse than others.
A smile upon your face is hard when you think of Fathers Mothers.
All struggling to keep afloat most time with money rationed.
And thinking to themselves no doubt I wonder how this happened.
But mostly we all do brace ourselves as I do on my hike.
I think of our Lord Jesus who mixed with rich and poor alike.
So today might seem like yesterday or even days before.
But perhaps I had better focus on trying to do more.
I am lucky that I can give food or clothes or even money.
But if you can’t maybe you can give time to make a life more sunny
Perhaps a card slipped through the door with “How are You today.
Could perhaps lift some one’s spirits sat thinking what’s today?


The Delicate little flower that each year pops up to say.
I know we are still in Winter, but there soon will come a day.
When the darkness and the coldness that we have been going through
Will soon make way for better days, and the Sun will shine through too.
I lie dormant in the ground throughout most of the year.
Then just as January is almost through, I know you need some cheer.
And gradually I pop my head in all funny sorts of places.
On rocky ground and verges too and I have many different faces
I know we all look so alike but there are loads of us.
Some people list down all our names and really make a fuss.
Bu I just want to stay just me as you spot me in some place.
I hear you say, “A snowdrop wow” and a smile comes on your face.
We need a lot of smiles right now as we have suffered far too long.
No-one is very happy, and we know there is something wrong.
We do have some small glimmer a little ray of light.
That with the vaccination this virus we can fight.
So, don’t despair and hang on tight sometimes it does seem black.
But like us little Snowdrops you will soon be fighting back

The sun is shining.
Doesn’t it make a difference when the sun decides to shine
It may be bitterly cold outside but when its sunny you feel fine.
You want to grab your hat and coat and head straight out the door.
Although the weather forecaster says more snow to come for sure
But whilst the sun is shining if you can go for a walk
You will spot so many little things of which you can then talk.
You could maybe just phone a friend and say I have been a walk today.
And you will never guess what I have seen, and then go on to say.
“The snowdrops by the Church are out,” they don’t know about the virus.
That popped their head above the ground, and they know this will surprise us.
And I am sure the daffodils look like they are about to bloom.
Another week I will pick a bunch and place them in a room.
We all need something just to cheer the days that lie ahead.
Nowadays many folks just hate the news it fills them with such dread.
We have to keep our spirits up and it can be very hard.
When doom and gloom surround you and your nerves are easily jarred
If you can go out just try to take a walk along the road
Look and listen in that short time and try a little to unload.
All the worries of the world release them from you mind.
Just look around and take it in the wonder of Mankind.


Down in the dumps
The winter months are dragging on.
And still much more to come.
The rainy days so cold and wet
Not my idea of fun
And so, the days they trundle on
One just like the other.
Without a structure to the day
You sometimes think why bother.
Deep down you know it will soon pass.
And warmer days appear.
But being stuck indoors so much
Doesn’t fill you with much cheer.
I think when COVID first appeared.
We thought it is just a virus.
And so, we tackled all things new.
If only to inspire us
But sadly, inspiration gone.
And we are left with fear.
A dread inside us cries within
Will this last another year?
No friends to meet or hols to plan.
What will become of us?
Will we soon be too afraid?
To board the local Bus
Now we wait with baited breath.
For us to take our turn
The much-awaited vaccine
For which we all do yearn
But then you hear some folks have had
The vaccine just today
They are nowhere near as old as me.
And indignantly you say.
This really is not very fair.
Why do I have to wait?
Forgetting sometimes others who
The vaccine is too late.
So yes, another day begins.
And you sit await your letter.
Perhaps today maybe next week
But the news will make you better.

Can it be fixed
Can you fix a thing that’s broken, depends on what you mean?
Is it something that’s on view or something that’s unseen
A broken vase a treasured gift sometimes can be repaired
But is the brokenness inside, dished out by one who never cared
If you are broken as a child, you have 2 paths to choose
You decide quite early on in life its either win or lose
And depending on the path you take can turn out good or bad
You need to leave the hurt behind or inflict the hurt you had
A child is born so innocent not knowing what’s in store
And usually from that first breath you are loved for ever more
If you have the other life well, you face it with no choice
But on reaching your adulthood well then you use your voice
You vow to make things better for your family and for others
All in this together now for all sisters and all brothers
Some days you have a haunting day and feel yourself receding
The pain inside you sometimes feels just like your hear is bleeding
But if you are lucky and someone sees the pain you are going through
You will be picked back up again, and they know your pain is true
I had a dream last night that took me on that track
I was on that never ending road afraid of looking back
But I awoke and looked around sun shining through a chink
In Loving arms, I felt secure pulled back from off the brink
Let there be light
So many months of darkness, since lockdown first begun
Many days of feeling low, and not a lot of fun
The loneliness has been the worse, for many on their own
But even folk with family have sometimes felt alone
The news has been depressing, and adds to people gloom
Maybe once just in a while we could have cheer, not Doom
Maybe the cloud is lifting as the vaccine is rolled out
But then you hear the Anti Vacs are having one last shout
You must make up your own mind what you decide to do
But looking at the crowded wards and think that could be you
So, I will wait until I get a phone call or a letter
And then in a line will wait my turn it doesn’t get much better
Once you have had your second dose perhaps you will feel free
And maybe book a holiday or invite someone to tea
We could be waiting a long time till all the vacs are done
But once this massive task is done perhaps, we can have fun
As people we are tactile, and a hug means so much more
Than peeping at a loved one stood yards from your front door
Maybe I’m an optimist but I really see some light
Just shining through the darkest days and I am hoping I am right
Don’t forget we all have one good friend who will never turn away
When we are feeling down just close your eyes and pray
Try thinking of the better times that surely lie ahead
Hand over all the bad thoughts and leave with God instead

 How do I feel today
Every day on waking as I scratch my sleepy head
And I gradually awaken, and I think of what lies ahead
Wil today bring peace and happiness or just some more bad news
Do I really want to face this day the fills me with such blues
But yes, I must awaken and face what the day might bring
It might just be the sunshine or to hear the robin sing
The news might be more heartening and not just gloom and doom
And help me in these lonely days sat in my living room
The lockdown has been awfully hard, and sometimes we do see light
But then the virus gains more speed and makes us cringe with fright
So maybe just for one whole day, I won’t listen to the news
I will have a peaceful quite time with music, and books I could peruse
Or maybe sort out all those pics that are in the bottom drawer
And think of all the memories as they are spread across the floor
Then look and think “is that the time I haven’t even eaten”
Then realize you have missed the news and maybe the bugs not beaten
But looking back on memories I have spent a better way
Than fretting over something which one day will go away
So maybe now I have cleared the drawer I book I’ll find to read
And play some calming music, Lord you have listened to my need

Welcome to 2021
When you are asked “How are you feeling today”
I expect like most people you will turn round and say
“I am fine thank you I am feeling real good
But deep down inside you know that you should
Say “Hey you know what I’m not feeling so great”
And inside my heart there is a great weight
I wake up each day and switch on the News
And all of this adds to my terrible blues
There must be so many more people like me
Who have stayed indoors no visitors to see
And have followed the rules and covered their face
And kept at a distance with a 3metre space
But sadly, not everyone has followed the rules
And spread this Corona and they are such fools
Because all of us know it will not go away
And many will die in each oncoming day
So, think loud and clear before you disobey
And then perhaps finally it will go away. “
So, if just like me you are angry and sad
And occasionally get a little more mad
Don’t keep this anger inside just be calm
Be quite for a moment and pray that no harm
Will come to yourself and to those who you love
Pray to our Saviour in Heaven above
Now more than ever we need some time out
And if you are angry than to God you can shout
I find when I am angry that God does not care
He knows what is happening and your thoughts he does share
And unlike some others he is going nowhere
The anger and upset that I feel inside
Sometimes is too difficult for me to just hide
We have all gone through a terrible year
And more still to come is what we all fear
But if we can all just hold on in there
And maybe with God all this we can share


What a year that was
Goodbye at last 2020 has gone
And we were all hoping a New Year had begun
But before we can settle and start a New Year
Some resolutions to be made to keep us all clear
The Virus is spreading it will not go away
So, the rules to stay in we all must obey
It is really hard, and it does make us sad
When we think of our friends and the good times, we have had
But until we have stopped the terrible spread
Sadly, more people I am afraid will be dead
The Doctors and Nurses are working flat out
The NHS is stretched and of that there no doubt
So, Let us all start off this dismal New Year
And look for a future which has some more cheer
The day when we can all go out for a walk,
And meet with a friend and have a good old talk
Where Grannies and Grandads can again get the chance
With their loving Grand Children to Sing and to Dance
For People in retail to once more relax
And not stare at customers who are wearing a mask
Where we can look forward to beaches and sand
And where all young people can walk hand in hand
And once more our Churches will open again
No more zooming services which have been a pain
And all of the people can sit kneel and sing
Just think of the joy that all this will bring
So maybe it will take many more weeks
Until this Virus finally peaks
And when at long last it will run out of steam
And most of the folk will have had the vaccine
So yes, it is hard, and it has been a trouble
So, pray for the day you’ll step out of you bubble


The Art of Zooming
This year with Covid spreading, it hasn’t left much room
For family and friends to meet but of course we now have Zoom
Now before this lockdown started most older folk ignored
The 21st Century gadgets, “I don’t know what they’re for”.
But very soon we all found out that Zoom was here to stay
And if you want to stay in touch there is no other way
Grandchildren over all the world cheered, at last they would be heard
And off to show their Grannies who would not Have the last word!
Now Granny you must sit up straight while I get the camera fixed
And don’t touch any wires or get the cables mixed
I’m fixing you up a password so the Vicar you will see
Who will conduct his service (and would love a cup of Tea)
Now there he is and many more are also on the screen
I know Mrs B looks very tanned I don’t know where she’s been
But Granny just stay where you are its essential you stay still
I know there’s Barbara your best friend and no she isn’t ill
Its just her camera isn’t straight its focused on her chest
And now she’s gone completely perhaps she needs a little rest
Now all the buttons Granny that you see on your screen
Only touch the red ones and not the one that’s green
I think the Vicars starting he wants you all to settle
I know you can see Doris who is filling up her kettle
And no the Vicars not in Church he is in his own from Room
He has to do the service now and connect us all to Zoom
I know he has a Cross in place and it does look like an altar
But the Vicars wife is very clever in fact you cannot fault her
So, to begin you must press mute, and do not make a sound
I know you can’t hear anything your speakers on the ground
Remember keep your speaker and your mic just close  to hand
And listen to the Vicars words leading to the promised land
And no, you cannot wave at him and shout to him well done
To be a Vicar just right now are his nightmares all in one
Please do not sing along to hymns just read them off the screen
I know its very tempting and you are always very keen
But this is different Granny, and the Vicar does need calm
And no, it isn’t Norman who is reading us a Psalm
The service is almost over the vicar looks less flustered
Suddenly a voice shouts out “David did you say you wanted Mustard”


Advent Time
Now we are in Advent this special time of year
We look towards the future especially those held dear
Remembering the time on Earth when Jesus Christ was born
Whose life on earth began in a stable so forlorn
His own humble beginnings should make us stop and think
Many at this Advent time are almost on the brink
We often think to close to home and not those far away
The people who in war torn towns, can’t face another day
Jesus wanted all on earth to live a simple life
Not one of hunger, war and pain and dealing with such strife
We try to help in our own way to ease some of their pain
Time and money sometimes help but others often gain
They take away all the good and carry on with War
And harm and kill such innocents to settle an old score
I worry that I can’t do more but maybe in my own way
By praying to Our Heavenly Lord Please take their pain away
We have coped with so much heartache, this year right here on Earth
So, at this Advent time as one rejoice our saviours’ birth

Reduced to tiers
Well the long-awaited Tier system has finally been broad cast
I know I am none the wiser however long it lasts
I know I can meet up with 6 besides those in my bubble
But not inside where it is warm then I would be in some trouble
I can go out to meet some friends we can meet in the park
But only during day light hours as we all hate the dark
I think we can sit on a bench bit but only side by side
And then its only 2 of us one more and woe betide
I can meet up with family but not one more than 6
So even in our family that puts me in a fix
Now in my family group of 6 who do I choose Oh dear
We cannot mix and match I hear so trouble soon I fear
WE can meet up with friends and have a meal OUTDOORS
So, get the campfire going and we only have one course
You will need to wrap up rally well and top up nanas wine
The last thing we want to see is Nana in decline
At least we can sing carols outdoors our backs against the wall
Hang on tight to Gladys she looks like she might fall
And as for our poor vicar with his visor misted over
No Norman “Silent Night, not the White cliffs of Dover”
So please remember tiers, and learn them off by heart
And perhaps in 2021 we will have a brand-new start.


The latest News
There’s Boris with his unkempt hair,
And Hancock with his wild-eyed stare,
Michael Gove flexes his muscles,
To board a plane and fly to Brussels.
Dominic Raab with Sombre face,
Prepares to face the human race.
And Rishi Sunak hands out the deals,
We yearn again for half price meals.
As Scientist flank our scared prime minister,
They gravely talk of all things sinister,
So once again we are locked indoors,
And only for the HOUSEHOLD CHORES!
So where to go to have break.
Not to Scotland a big mistake,
Our hearts go bump our spirit wilts,
As Marauding highlanders with swirling kilts,
Charge towards with nostrils flaring.
There hardened faces and eyes just staring,
Get back you, to England you Sassenach,
Leave right now and don’t come back

We head back south, but not to Wales,
As finally common sense prevails,
The lakes again we must rule out,
As Yorkshire folk won’t take no clout.
So hastily it’s back to Brum,
To where our journey first begun,
We rush back home and slam the doors,
 to once again those HOUSEHOLD CHORES.


One thing that will stay right with me, when this year finally ends
Is all the love and Support you find when you have got good friends
This year has shown us what is good within this world of ours
It is not about “What you have got” its “you can borrow ours”
Or even better some folk have gone beyond their Duty Calls
They have worked and shopped for many more while jugging several balls
We only hear about the ones who somehow make the news
But every street in every town there are several more to choose
Everyday they quietly go about their daily lives of giving
And someone somewhere benefits from what these folks are giving
A kind word on the telephone, a knock upon the door
A bunch of flowers a magazine are what good friends are for
As Christmas now approaches not everyone will see
HandsThese quiet band of angels (not on your Christmas Tree)
So, I will try my best to do for the remainder of this year
Remember someone on their own and take them some good cheer

Crunchy noises
I kick threw the leaves as they lie on ground
Apart from the crunching there is no other sound
Alone in the woodland I feel most at ease
Surrounded by bushes and gigantic trees
I think of you often in your heaven above
I thank you for good and unconditional love
Sometimes I focus on all that is bad
Too many bad thoughts can make me so sad
So, I think of my family and grandchildren small
And even great grandsons who have given us all
So much pleasure and happiness in such a small time
And though we have Corvid it is only Face Time
We have watched you develop through each passing week
And heard you on Video as you both learn to speak
But when this is over, we will see family once more
“Welcome come in “as we close our front door
But till then I will thank you my ever-true god
As I scrunch through the leaves in my favourite wood

 Count your blessings
As we face the second wave of covid, let us stop just for a while
And reflect on what has happened in what has been a trial
Some of watched their loved ones dying and not been at their side
Others missing Grandchildren, stood with arms just open wide
We have gone through two whole seasons and now are on our third
We would love to have some good news, but we haven’t heard a word
And now with Christmas coming and restrictions still in place
Perhaps it is the time to look what we have got, accepting it with grace
Remember how those years ago Mary on that donkey rode
Her pains of labour getting worse as they walked the winding road
Joseph with his head held high on that dark and starlit night
In the distance far ahead saw Bethlehem in sight
A tired and weary Mary needed somewhere just to stay
A place she found to have her child amongst those bales of hay
We celebrate our saviours’ birth with presents food galore
We must remember especially now what all this fun is for
If anything has changed us all separated from those, we love
Is realizing what we need really does come from above
Most of us have learned to live a simpler way of life
The money, gifts and too much food can sometimes lead to strife
So, lets take stock and hold on tight to what we have instead
And remember baby Jesus in a manger for his bed
And all around the world today some people still exist
On little more than Jesus had so we are truly blessed
Just this year forget the hype and surround ourselves with love
Look up to heaven on Christmas Eve to that shining star above.

A Lovely Walk

I had a lovely walk today, I also did one yesterday
During Autumn colours change, oranges, red oh what a range
And yellow too and brown and green, hard to believe the wonder seen
The crunch of leaves beneath your feet, and rosy faces of all you meet
On the ground horse chestnuts lie, remember conkers years gone by
The air is chilled but still not cold, and onto Autumn you want to hold
Because when Winter does appear, trees are barren sunny days just disappear
But even Bitter winter days, we can go out and give God praise
Remember days not long ago, when every winter we had snow
The fun of getting out your sledge, “just watch out you’ll hit the hedge”
Then back up the hill hands freezing cold, you went again feeling bold
Sometimes you hit the tree and wham, off your sledge (don’t tell your mam)
Such memories are precious now, as once again we must now vow
To follow all the Covid rules, and try not to act like silly fools
We pray one day we will turn the sheet and once again our families meet
Meet up and hug our loved ones dear and maybe that will be next year
So, if you can just take a walk, and then on Gods wonders you can talk

The joy of having a new hip

Who would have thought an operation carried out with dedication
Would open a whole new world no pain when walking joy unfurled
At first, I felt a little sceptic an operation and no anaesthetic
We’ll numb your legs you will feel no pain in goes the hip you’ll walk again
And so, it happened in I went, op was done it was heaven sent
I hobbled round a day or two, plus pain relief to pull you through
And gradually with sutures out, you gradually learn to get about
The crutches are the first to go, one walking stick I rare to go
And once more into Gods good air, I walk along without a care
You miss so much when stuck indoors to walk along forget the chores
One step slowly at a time no need to rush just take your time
And finally, you can go further, a field to cross that once was murder
To put your feet upon the ground and walk along without that sound
Of walking sticks your weight you put. to not put pressure on your foot
The joy oh Lord that this as meant this op is truly heaven sent
Now I can walk along the coast, look out to sea, and just make the most
Of all the loveliness around on pain free hips I get around
With Thanks to Mr Pearson and the Royal Orthopaedic Team


Autumn Happiness
The colours of trees are gradually changing
Oranges, reds are so overpowering
We walk in the chill air then out in the sun
 God it is wonderful the work you have done
The nature surrounds us crisp leaves on the ground
And sometimes we listen, but there is no sound
You are with us as we walk on our way
And in this quite moment to you we can pray
We tell you our worries, pray what can we do
Our world with Corona is still something new
This year has been testing some folk are alone
Parents in care homes all on their own
What can we do Lord to get through this pain
Have faith that this virus will not come again
So, on our walks in the Autumn with you by our side
We will make sure by the laws we abide
We will accept that this Virus is testing
And remember our Saviour whilst we are resting
He gave up so much, so we could be free
But there will be suffering he knew there would be
So, during this Lockdown lets look at the best
Our families our loved ones hold close to our breast
And when this is over as it truly will be
Rejoice and be thankful Thank God we are free


I had a row with Mum last night, in fact we actually had a fight
She said just go and pack you bags, and mix with all those other slags
You see I had told her my good news as I was trembling in my shoes
I thought perhaps it might occur that being pregnant I needed her
But no, it went the other way she swore then pushed me out the way
And so, I packed my case and went just wandered round and found a bench
I pulled my coat up to keep warm, and closed my eyes till it was dawn
People walk past and see you there, but lives are busy why should they care
I had some money and so could eat, but in my tummy a small heartbeat
I wanted this child to have the best, not on the streets with all the rest
I wandered round and found some others alone afraid without their mothers
Someone gave me an address where kindly people could sort out this mess
I went along was treated kindly followed along completely blindly
I found myself in some small room, with music plying BOOM BOOM BOOM
I was told now if you want to eat you will earn your keep upon the street
I thought no way will I do that grabbed my case and left that flat
I raced away just ran and ran before another night began
How long I lived this awful way but my babies telling me “I’m on my way”
As in the hospital pains began, I tell my story and why I ran
My baby is born I pack my case and then I’m told “you have got a place
A hostel will gladly put you right and sort you out not for one night
Someone will care no need to walk until you feel the need to talk”
 I find out that not all of life’s unfair as I mix with all the others there
St Basils is the Hostels name and being there is no big shame
Without the love and support you meet so many more would walk the street


As churches gradually open and encourage people back
It will be really difficult because the confidence they lack
A church is where everyone should feel safe and find some peace
But if the fear of Covid lurks this will be difficult to reach
Because this 6-month lockdown has left many people sad and lonely too
A place of worship calls to many who want to be with you
Peace and silence quiet prayer is a a very special essence
Your loving arms around us as we feel your loving presence
Will we ever get that back? And freely wonder in
To any Church just take a seat leave behind the awful din
Of bad news pounding at our brains from papers media too
We need the comfort of the Church to stop us feeling blue
To lift our spirits, lift our hearts and hand it all to you
Guide me Lord in this sad time and help me just get through


Finishing touches
AS lots of restrictions are finally lifted,
12 weeks of lock down have finally shifted
We will now be able to go out and meet
A friend for a coffee in a park on a seat
Or maybe even a trip to the zoo
Or walk round a garden whatever suits you
But a feeling of tension is still all around
We do not feel safe until a vaccine is found
But yes, we must go out or suffer some more
As our mental well being will just hit the floor
At the beginning of this year we sang, and we cheered
And let in the New Year, no virus we feared
But then when it hit, and people were dying
We woke up and found that science wasn’t lying
I have seen in the 12 weeks my own life unfold
My hip operation was then put on hold
So I struggle daily to adapt a new way
To still enjoy my life in an unusual way
Just a short trip out daily a quiet gentle walk
And social distance with others if we stop for a talk
Our latest great grandson was born in lock down
We so want to meet him and see how he’s grown
Our elderly dog was taken quet ill
At 16 his life went slowly down hill
So, he now has gone to a far better place
And we now adjust to an empty sad space
But along with the sadness the lockdown as shown
How we can cope with more time spent alone
Perhaps we had all led a far faster life
And now can feel free from that way of life
As for myself my poems will now end
But I will collate them and give to a friend
Who as agreed that she will then look
And maybe my poetry will be in a book
The end


Slowly coming out of Lockdown
12 weeks of Lock Down as sure got us down
No more having coffee or a trip into town
We have painted our house our talents unfurled
Gardens to show off to our own Gardeners world
We have looked out old recipes and found things to cook
Which up until now stayed in Delia’s book
But now we have freedom and we venture out more
But all our old places attract so many more
We walk the canals with our small haversack
And jump out the way beware joggers” OnTrack”
We look out and try to find our favourite spot
And nibble our biscuit because that’s all we have got
But laid out before us are picnics galore
And people out partying like never before
Our favourite old beauty spots have been overtaken
By intruders who are not even our generation
We tiptoe through crowds who are enjoying the sun
Who think they are in Benidorm and not good old Brum?
If they are all one family, they are terribly large
As they frolic about and no-ones in charge
So, us two old grumpies at last find a spot
And stick out like sore thumbs what a nerve we have got
Should not we be at home that is where we belong
This mixing with others we have got it so wrong
So back home we go and ring our friend Doris
And tell her to stay in until thumbs up from Boris


Nearing the end of Lockdown
As the Lock Down starts to ease, and many shops start opening
Let’s reflect on what has happened and how we have been coping
For me, my life has changed a lot as I have discovered who I am
I feel that in the past my life has been a sham
But the good thing is I aim to try and make a better start
By hanging on to what is good and letting God into my heart
I love the Lord and always have and tried to do the best
But these past few weeks put my faith quite strongly to the test
I have lost sight of other folk who are worse off than me
And centred solely on those close and not see what others see
I have adhered to all the rules of going out each day
The daily walk which is allowed has let me quietly pray
The quietness has also taught me to look at others strife
And what I can do when lockdown ends to give them a better life
Jesus taught us how to live and treat everyone the same
Not thinking if your life’s not right someone else must take the blame
So, help me through this lock down to concentrate on giving
And hope some tiny steps will make another life worth living.


Hang on a minute
As some of the lockdown measures are eased
Most of the public are really quite pleased
But hang on a minute does this really mean
We pack out our beaches then leave them unclean
We up sticks and go when we have all had enough
And then leave the locals to clean up our stuff
Or perhaps we will go to the hills when its drier
And then have a barbeque which creates a hill fire
Just let us stop and think of the frustration
Felt by the people in total isolation
No great outdoors or maybe meet up with a friend
To some of these people the sadness won’t end
So, come on and let all of us take one step a time
And wait till this virus has run out of time
And then all the country can finally get out
And feel safe to mix with the people about
We all must be wise and be kind to others
And not be too selfish to our sisters and brothers
This virus will be in our lives evermore
So, it is down to all of us to be really sure
That when we go out, we follow the rules
And try to be sensible and not act like fools
The health and wellbeing and how we behave
Will help fellow beings to not be afraid
So yes, let us go out but behave with good style
We have all been in Lock down for such a long while
But not crowd the beaches or a beautiful place, and keep our world safe for the whole human race


The smells that tickle our taste buds
Do you often walk along and suddenly in the air,
A smell evokes your senses and takes you back somewhere
I have to say my all time great is the smell of fish and chips
It does not matter where I am, I begin to smack my lips
The favourite shop in all the world to get that special wham
Is when you walk the harbourside in my favourite place Brixham
We always go inside this shop to eat our favourite treat
And if we are the first inline can grab a window seat
You get a pensioner special which includes a cup of tea
What better place to eat and drink whilst looking out at sea
But so many smells arouse our thoughts and take us to a place
The smell of sun cream on your skin with the sun upon your face
Can take you back to some far place where memories to this day
Come straight away back into mind of some favourite holiday
And what about all-time great of the first drink of the day
Tea or coffee orange juice with our taste buds they do play
I thought of this not along ago as I sat with my first drink
It just awakes you and gives you the start and enable you to think
It clears your mind and gives you strength to face another day
Instead of thinking to yourself in bed I think I will stay
So, thank you Lord for giving us this wonderful sense of smell
And sorrow for the ones who never get the chance to tell
They have smelt the dew upon the grass or the perfume of their mothers
I will appreciate what I have got which is denied to others.


Getting back to normal after lockdown
Do you think that Lock Down had been planned to calm and redress
The damage to our selves our world we were in quite a mess
Every aspect of our lives we were always on the go
Not enough hours in the day but can’t wait until tomorrow
Suddenly we found ourselves living a totally different life
And after a time became quite used to far less woe and strife
Our cities and our towns once filled with people rushing everywhere
Not often looking from their phones let alone come up for air
And now of course some work from home and the commute they do not face
If asked I expect they would say “please keep this work in place”
I expect they see there families more and have more time to play
With any children that they have found more hours in the day
And older folk who have often felt I really must do more
And join as many clubs and Gyms must think whatever for
Because having had the last few weeks has given us more space
I think it will have changed our thought about the human race
Communities have come together like we have never seen before
The young and old the fit and frail have helped more and more
Inborn in all of us I think we have a desire to want to please
To help each other when we can, fills a space and gives us peace
We will in time return to some I suppose normality
But hope that what we have all gone through will also set us free
From trying too take on too much work, or afraid to say just no
And today say can I miss this out as I am feeling rather low
Lord help us and beside us be, and guide us to normality

What we have missed during Lockdown
The last time we all sat down was on my daughter’s special day
We travelled to the Clee Hills which was not too far away
Alison my daughter had made a special tea
I took along a veggie lasagne which is my speciality
We waited for the family to arrive so we could all then eat
And with wine and cake all set out it looked a rare old treat
Bur someone didn’t come that day, just a phone call “On our Way
But carry without us as there may be some delay”
We ate our tea they did not come more anxious we became
We tried to phone but no reply instead just leave your name
We knew that something had gone wrong whilst we looked at one another
Then early in the morning wow our daughter was a grandmother
Sammie’s baby would not wait he wanted to be around
8 weeks in fact till his due date and only just 4LB
And then the lockdown began and so no-one on the Ward
Ben was allowed but on his own so tiny Thank you Lord
Little Oscar has come on and is now 11 weeks old
We have not seen him yet, and yes, we all just want a hold
But we have stuck to all the rules that have been put in place
No wanting to expose him to a danger face to face
We know in time when lockdown ends this baby, we shall see
But first, we stay away for this little one’s safety xx


I think when Lock Down first began, and told to stay indoors
It opened a chance for most of us to catch up on some chores
But week by week as this goes on, we begin to get frustrated
Mothers Fathers young and old soon can be agitated
Young children need to run around and play with their best friend
And old folk too just need know when will this Lock Down end
We have no day trips to go on or even Coach trips out
Schools and Nurseries all closed all children missing out
I hear of even small ones now who throw their toys away
Who lash out at the ones they love for not getting their own way
They want to visit Grandma because she understands their needs
They want to sit on Grandpa’s lap and a story he can read
And older folk want to meet up with family at their place
Not on the Phone or Face Book time but talk just face to face
We see some folk who appear to us not to give care
And do what they want but for us to judge well that is not really fair
If in a high rise flat, you live, and you feel worse off than most
Would you not go off with a friend to walk along the coast
We should not judge we should not snitch on people we don’t know
Behind closed doors some of these folks live a life we will never know
So, for the time and if you can yes just follow all the rules
And hope the time is not far of when kids can go to school
Because for some they really dread the start of each new day
And if we know much better times, for these people we should pray


Being Judgemental or the Prodigal Son
This poem is based on true facts from within my own family
How often do we look amazed if someone just walks by
Whose looks and style are rather loud, and you just wonder why
Well I probably know a lot than more because we are rather strange
In dress and style and hair colour we cover quite a range
Why do we want to stand out more when some of us are shy?
It hides a lot of worries and I will try and tell you why
You can always feel the odd one out even in your family
You often question you own self is the problem really me
You can be 6ft 2” in height and all who look at you
Would wonder why this young man so often feels so blue
Ok he’s got the tattoo’s and the piercings by the score
And would never discuss his reasons why he always needs some more
And during this Long Lockdown the hours spent on the phone
Are to his Mom whose miles away and she just wants him home
And when the phone goes down, he drinks and spends most time in bed
While is Mother all those miles away keeps worrying that he is dead
So, when this man (he is 24 )can be alone no more
He cycles miles and then gets lost and knocks on any door
Of course, they turn him straight away what on earth does he look like
Tattooed, pierced and out at night just on his tatty bike
His Mother makes her mind up, no more will he just roam
And sends another relative to fetch this young man home
All the family are delighted but he doesn’t want a fuss
He’s got his image to protect does not want to be a Wuss
I phoned to find out how he was and thanked God that he was safe
And when and if you see this lad, a judgement do not make.


Do you think one day our lives will go back to pre-Corona Virus
When we could talk and think about of things that do not scare us
Every day we need to know and want to find out more
But Media, Papers just seem to me each other to point score
We need to have some normal talk and hear of pleasant things
Of people being happy and all the joy that brings
The sound of people laughing, and not all doom and gloom
Where we can all sit down together and not in a separate room
And will we ever go outdoors and not have to be apart
When people walking close to us into the hedge, we dart
Or going round the local shop and stop to have a chat
Instead of covered mouths (can we soon put pay to that)
And will we finally have the day when we can give a hug
And not be frightened that we will catch this awful bug
And families can meet up once more instead of on the phone
And meet the people who sadly are living on their own
We hope to find a cure one day where no-one gets this virus
And babies coming into this world will never know this crisis
The mental strain this virus has put on for lots of us
You only see the outside face as you don’t want too much fuss
The strain of trying to be strong sometimes is hard to bear
To carry on with life and appear to have no care
But Young and old do often feel that they are in a fog
And inner thought can soon take hold that awful name Black Dog
I know of people close to me who suffer but feel shame
That they can’t cope seems a weakness they won’t claim
So once this virus petered out It may not go away
I hope these folks can tell the world just why their lives seem grey


View from a bench
Today I set out on my usual daily walk
We Walk along just quietly, there is no need to talk
It is surprising when you walk a lot you set yourself a pace
And who ever walks along with you realize this is not a race
You walk along occasionally, then stopping to admire
Today we stopped abruptly to admire St Michaels Spire
This is a walk we take most day and walk just quietly through
Looking at the names on graves sone ancient and some new
A few benches are scattered round some shaded, some in Sun
Quiet unexpectedly I felt the urge to sit on one.
My poor old hip was very sore. And I was leaning on my stick
Thinking to myself the best one I could pick
But I did not really get that choice has my hip just gave away
And to the nearest bench I went and guessed I would have to stay
So, my better half then said to me ! I need to fetch the Car”
The state you are in we won’t get home and to walk it is too far
So off he went to get the car, and on the bench, I duly sat
Just watching people going by, and occasionally we would chat
Of course, we are very careful now, to close would never do
But sitting chatting in the sun is a pleasant thing to do
I saw so many people pass some do not want to talk
But so many folks include a church into their daily walk
I think with all that is going on, we look for somewhere safe
And churches everywhere just seem to fill that often empty space
With closure now it is a shame you cannot sit inside
But the beauty of these buildings is difficult to hide
All though you might not go to Church or even have a faith
At times like this you need to sit and feel you are somewhere safe
So, from my bench with my poor hip I watched as people passed
And thought the Covid 19  for ever it wont last
This lovely Church and others more will open their doors wide
And welcome weary travellers in please enter “Come Inside”


Of course, I believe
Often, I have been asked, “why are you sure that God exists”
And the first thought that comes to mind in their life what have they missed?
To start with, that we are here must answer the one main question
Or otherwise explain to me what would then be your suggestion
Just look around especially now when life for once is slow
Just ask your self “those lovely flowers from a seed how did they grow?
The sea the sand the plants and trees the ground beneath your feet
Without our God the world around would not be so complete
I also think deep down inside most people really know
That in his image we all are made, to enable us to grow
And then his only Son our Lord came down to meet his people
And mystified all those he met with miracle after miracle
A humble man in his short life he transformed so many lives
Many more who would have died he helped them to survive
And because some people could not stand a man to be so good
They mocked and jeered and finally nailed him on a piece of wood
But this brave man until the end whilst hanging from the Cross
Spoke to his Mother Mary who sat grieving for her loss
And then the crowd around him so scared but kept on booing
“My Father please forgive them for they know not what they are doing”
Over 2000 years have since then passed and here we are today
However scared that you may be To God you still can pray
Just talk to him explain you fears, and why you feel so low
Quietly in your ear he will say “This is the path to follow”


Perils of cycling
Since Boris bravely said to us, we are lifting some Lock Down
People in this country have really gone to town
He told us all that if we could to try and use a bike
Sounds good so far, what is there not to like
So, cycling shops just everywhere have really gone to town
A bike of any size they make, not to let the country down
However, in these Fatal words one thing he did not tell
Before you even venture out just get your bike a bell
Its no-good thundering down some path with the family all in tow
The people strolling down the lane just really ought to know
If the timings right, it is not too bad to jump into the gutter
But if you cycle right between them, bad words they surely utter
Ramblers with their stout boots on are often quite a sight
And often brandish walking sticks when Their right of Ways not right
Cows and sheep wild horses very often stray
Into the paths of ramblers (I am sure they rue the day)
But close to home does Boris mean if you want to get to get about
Just dust down your old Raleigh (last time used in the Black Out)
And on the busy city Roads with bricks upon your back
You arrive at Barratts building Site to get housing back on track
Or if you are a plumber you really need to think
Not wise on the M6 you know whist carrying a sink
And all these lovely fun days out think about the time it takes
Cyclist blocking up the roads just heading for the Lakes
And then they do not want anyone until the virus goes
So, turn around around and cycle back and reveal your latest woes.
So, I think the best advice to all, Lycra shorts? just send them back, Then practice in the garden, until you have got the knack


Feeling uneasy
Will we ever reach a point when we will feel ok?
It certainly wasn’t yesterday, nor very much today
You hear the news and then they say the worst recession we’ve had
But going out and risking lives that would be really bad
But no, we must get back to work, we need to keep things going
But stepping out the big unknown our fear must keep on showing
So how do we take that first big step and get back on the train
Will it be just like before, pressed tight was such a pain
And even more now we all fear, that we might catch the virus
Will it be me or the chap sat down, or maybe even all of us
Some say we all must wear a mask, while others say don’t bother
If someone coughs or blows their nose do, we then run for cover
The virus that we face today is such an unknow source
You never know do you go out, or let its run its course
So many people on there own are desperate to go out
To meet with friends there one desire, but will their family shout
“You know you are over 70, and have been told you must stay in”
But sit in a friend’s garden is it really such a sin
To hug a Son a daughter a mum or just a friend
The lack of social contact will drive us round the bend
If you decide you will take that risk, then you must take the blame
But not be harsh on those who say, well I don’t feel the same
Because this virus will keep spreading it will not go away
So how you decide what is right for you and that’s the price you’ll pay!!


Lockdown update
9 weeks in and now we are told some measures would be lifted
It is all because the Virus threat somehow has finally shifted
The good news is that our death rate is finally going down
But stay alert we all must do to keep these figures down
So maybe we can now go out just more than once a day
Meet up with daughter maybe son but stay 6 foot away
Those people going back to work must try to walk or ride a bike
Which isn’t easy if from memory was on your 3 wheeled trike
Across the country perhaps we will see more couples riding tandems
Whilst arguing who is pedalling most, could lead to bikes abandoned
We must ensure to wear a mask if we do venture out
Remember though when you are muffled you really need to shout
So, let us all embrace these moves whilst trying to stay safe
Get more to normal living tiny steps we all must make
Let us get our Country moving, and hope for better times
And hear the Church Bells ring once more (even if it’s just one chime)
Look forward to the time once more when with our families meet
Catch up with friends and have a drink, shared meals we all can eat
It won’t be easy when we start, we will probably be afraid
But if we all stick to the rules, mistakes should not be made
It may be weeks or even months but will not be forever
And look forward to the better times when we are all together

75 years ago, today
 the sound of bombing went away
Thousands of troops began to retreat
as Germany knew that they were beat
Thousands died in that World War,
 we will never know the final score
Soldiers lying in unmarked graves
who died for us, so we were saved
Many families lost their loved ones
Shot left to die by enemy guns
Soldiers captured and put to work
Beaten to death if they did shirk
Others loaded just like cattle
To camps, and lost their final battle
Back at home families waited
And see the telegram they hated
Killed in action, maybe missing
All hope gone but still just wishing
The day when peace will come at last
Put all this horror in the past
Just celebrate when they come back
So thankful for our loved ones back
So, they danced and sang just everywhere
Partied long without a care
We vowed that day on May 8th
That Britain would again be great
We would rebuild our lives and towns
And smile relief, no furrowed frowns
And so, in this year 2020
Our lives may seem a little empty
We are at war against an enemy
Not seen by us but striking many
People ill and people crying
The Virus attacks with people dying
To stop this Virus in its tracks
We really need to watch our backs
So, stay indoors it may be weeks
Until this unknown virus peaks
Yes, it is boring, and can be sad
But reflect on what we have’s not bad
Remember our ancestors 6 long years
Were separated with countless fears
No phone to ring, maybe a letter
They rallied round and made things better
They had so little but shared it round
And in there shelters underground
They spent there nights while bombs kept dropping
But in the morning never stopping
Just carried on with hope anew
The ray of hope just got them through
So, as we remember VE Day
We pray this Virus to go away
But until we know, without a doubt
We think of others PLEASE DON’T GO OUT

Today I need to think about
How the past few weeks have gone
8 weeks of isolation
Really has not been much fun
The days just seem to follow on
The same time spent all day
The need to find an interest
To take the blues away
But not everything in Lockdown
As really been all bad
We have had lots of sunshine
For which I am glad
I have a lovely garden
Where I sit out with my tea
And think about so many more
Who have far less than me
But somehow this much quieter life
As made me stop and think
The pollution that man has made
Has left us on the brink
Our seas are clogged with unknown waste
Our skies polluted too
We need to be reminded that
These are not the things to do.
So perhaps before we all go back
As return to work we must
Our economy does need lifting up
Otherwise we will go bust
But we mustn’t now slip into
Our former way of life
A cleaner way we must adhere
To stop much further strife
Lets just begin by travelling less
To make a cleaner air
And not go back to wanting more
And make the world more fair
I imagine when in years to come
New families will give birth
And let this generation know
We almost killed Gods Earth


Each day a daily briefing
Is held by our MP’s
To let us know just what has brought
 Our country to its knees
The figures keep on rising
And deaths just getting higher
Nothing to inspire us
And everything is dire
We older folk are told to stay
Keep safe, and stay and stay indoors
But even over 70’s
Have a go button not just pause
How much longer can we stay
And not see family
Or ask a friend just to come round
And have a cup of tea
I know the reason is quite sound
And does make sense to me
But just sometimes to step outside
Would be wonderful for me
To smell the grass oh what joy
That has just been newly cut
And hear the bird song loudly
And not feel in such a rut
And gently stroll along the road
And see my neighbours out
And have a little talk with them
Is what life is all about
A lovely smile on someone’s face
Can so light up my day
The sound of children laughing
AS they continue with their play
So hopefully the day will dawn
When us oldies without doubt
Will feel the sun upon our Face
And say Thank God we can come out


This Lock Down never seems to end
It has been going on for weeks
It is important that we stay indoors
Until the virus peaks
But if you are alone and sad
And no-one talks to you
It is hard to join a group chat in
If you have no PC
It is the same for mundane things in life
Time and time when you just ring
A recorded voice tells you again
That no-one is answering
Just go online the voice goes on
And type in our web page data
You now can pay all your bills
There is no need for paper
Again, you ring the Doctor
“Use option one to 9
Or go onto our website
And book yourself online”
I only need some extra pills
My prescription has run out
Not hearing you a voice says back
Go back and sort it out
Listen carefully you are told
Press a number then the hash
I do not know what a hash key is
Someone’s head I want to bash
So being on your own is bad
No-one can give advice
Where do I go when feeling ill?
To speak to someone nice
And if I think I will order that
From the paper that I read
Just log on to our website
And order what you need
So, spare a thought you IT Folk
For us who live alone
And need to sometimes hear a voice
Because we only have a phone.


Darling buds of May
Today the 1st of May we start
And the proverb comes about
Being told “neer  cast a clout
Till the month of may be out.
But was it at the end of May
Or the Blossom on the tree
Whichever version you believe
The Blossom is for me
I have heard to bring it in the house
Can sometimes bring bad luck
But blossom in a bride’s bouquet
Surely that must be Good Luck
A lot of things we say today
Date back from long ago
But wise they were with words so clear
So sensible to know
So, when I see the buds of May
Upon my daily walk
I will think about these quotes of old
Which still we all do talk
Today will be not quite the same
As lock down still goes on
But if you can go for a walk
See what you come upon
We found cowslips in the hedge
And forget me nots galore
And May upon the Tree of course
We could not ask for me
Some days in Lockdown can be bad
When everything seems black
And we wish and pray to God please
Give us our old lives back
But for us to keep the future safe
And it certainly can be glum
We must consider, and preserve this world
For generations yet to come

A Shining Light
Throughout these days of Lock Down
There has been one shining light
Of course, I mean our Captain Tom
Who set out with one clear sight
A hundred laps he set himself
To raise one thousand pound
To help our brilliant NHS
And spread morale around
The amazing thing about out Tom
His age was 99
He did not even stop to say
I can’t do this, instead said I am fine
So soon the word spread round the world
Of the great goal he had set
The general public dug in deep
And soon his target met
But no, it did not end just there
More money kept on coming
Singers, stars, around the world
For Tom they kept on Gunning
He made a song with Michael Ball
You’ll Never walk alone”
And still the money kept pouring in.
By Text and mail and phone
AS he approached his 100th year
The money reached 5 million
And now today is Birthday date
That amount is £30 million
So, when this virus finally goes
One thing that will impress
The courage of the resilient man
Who saved the NHS


Cloudy Days
Dear Lord, some days I do awake
Bad thought inside my head
And feel the need to ask you Lord
Where can I lay my head
The smile upon my face sometimes
Its just pretence not real
But to afraid to tell someone
Exactly how I feel
I want to know how others cope
When something makes them sad
Do they like me put on a smile?
While deep inside feel bad
I do what I have always done
Pick myself back up again
Some thought can go back in a box
The ones that bring back pain
It only takes a chance remark
To take me to a place
Of darkness pain and suffering
Which I can barely face
Thank Goodness Lord that I have you
To offload all my pain
And thank you Lord your arms
Of love
Won’t take me back again

All things bright and Beautiful
As usual today Lord
I had my daily walk
Its at these times I find
Myself to you I easily talk
The stillness during lockdown
Has made life so much clearer
The beauty of the Countryside
Somehow, I feel you nearer
Now I find I look at more
Some flowers I would ignore
 Dandelions with bright yellow heads
Dear Lord, you made them all
The buttercups and daisy too
I have sometimes overlooked
And only noticed bigger blooms
That somehow overtook
The beauty of each flower you made
The beauty of the sky
The beauty of the lush green grass
Such beauty makes me cry
The bluebells in the graveyard
The smell so overpowering
Forget me knots so beautiful
Oh Lord such beauty flowering
The tiny lambs just newly born
Bleat by their Mothers side
Mother Nature at its best
On you we have relied
I stop and take this beauty in
And then walk on some more
I feel your breath upon my face
But still I yearn for more
If each day I can go out
If only for an hour
I will appreciate more lord
Each tree each weed each flower.

Inner Peace
When the virus first began
And we started isolation
I thought at first that not too bad
And looked for consolation
I found it first just looking out
At the Spring Flowers just in bloom
The birds were singing merrily
All this from my front room
We walked each day just for one hour
Back home a cup of tea
Perhaps I’lll make a cake today
No Rush just wait and see
And so, the days turned into weeks
And more days spent inside
Started to weigh me down a bit
These feelings hard to hide
I thought I shouldn’t feel like this
There are far worse off than me
I am not alone in just a room
With no real company
The anxious thought inside my head
Then started to retreat
I though this way of life although not right
Is something hard to beat
It is what I’ve wanted for a while
But never found the time
To sit and take in all I have
God given to all Man Kind
So now a sort of Inner Peace
As settled deep inside
I pray this virus will soon go
We can somehow turn the tide
And perhaps when this is over
A new way of life will start
For all of us and not just me
Each with a bigger heart


Lost for words
It really is not often Lord
That words are hard to say
You know I chatter all the time
Quite often all the day
I really want to tell you Lord
Of good things in my life
But feel afraid to do so
Amidst all this awful strife
Perhaps that is the problem
I want to take the strain
I feel I need to help someone
And bear some of their pain
I miss my friends and family
AS thousands of us do
I want to hug and feel them close
And know they are close to you close
We Face time, Zoom and on the phone
We speak and stay in touch
And for that I do thank you Lord
You have given me so much
I pray for all the people Lord
Who are really on their own
Who haven’t got what I have got
And often sit alone
Lord without you in my Life
Goodness knows where I would be
But in my darkest hours Lord
You have sat right close to me
And this is what we need right now
Your arms around us all
While we balance on this abyss
You will not let us fall.
When the world died
A new year began we raised a glass
Not knowing then what was to pass
Some news came through about a virus
Nothing then which would surprise us
Then we heard this virus spreading
Into our country which we were dreading
But still we carried on as normal
 Stiff upper lip let’s keep it formal
Off to works by bus or train
Coughing sneezing what a pain
Get back home with aches and pains
Coughing badly, we racked our brains
Had we got this dreaded virus
Surely not our boss will fire us
But then we couldn’t move a limb
Our coughing racked from right within
We lay in bed and could not move
Away from friends no one to soothe
Hospital packed from floor to ceiling
Of patients ill, the Nurses reeling
Never witnessed this before
As more and more came through the door
Thousands dying on their own
While loved one waited by the phone
In every corner in our world
The same old virus became unfurled
By then we all were made to stay
Same old routine every day
Not allowed to go outdoors
We stayed inside and locked our doors
WE watched the news more people dying
And every day we sat there crying
We prayed to God that this would end
And promised him we make amends
To undo all the damage done
By mans desire this world to run
So, when all this as gone away
Let’s settle down and turn away
From all the bad things going on
And follow the path of your dear Son.

 Easter Day
No time to celebrate this Easter Day
Until this virus goes away
Our Lord has risen in pain no more
He gently knocks on heaven’s door
But we’re indoors and quite afraid
 But thankful for the sacrifice he has made
He died for us, we want to sing
An Hallelujah to our King
But no we sit and pray alone
No Church today we stay at home
But do we really need a place
To give our thanks for your good grace
We miss our church we really do
But anywhere today will do
We quietly sit and wonder how
The empty tomb you left somehow,
No one believed you on that day
You said you’d never go away
But rise and leave in all your glory
And create the everlasting storyEaster Day
No time to celebrate this Easter Day
Until this virus goes away
Our Lord has risen in pain no more
He gently knocks on heaven’s door
But we’re indoors and quite afraid
 But thankful for the sacrifice he has made
He died for us, we want to sing
An Hallelujah to our King
But no we sit and pray alone
No Church today we stay at home
But do we really need a place
To give our thanks for your good grace
We miss our church we really do
But anywhere today will do
We quietly sit and wonder how
The empty tomb you left somehow,
No one believed you on that day
You said you’d never go away
But rise and leave in all your glory
And create the everlasting story
Easter Day
No time to celebrate this Easter Day
Until this virus goes away
Our Lord has risen in pain no more
He gently knocks on heaven’s door
But we’re indoors and quite afraid
 But thankful for the sacrifice he has made
He died for us, we want to sing
An Hallelujah to our King
But no we sit and pray alone
No Church today we stay at home
But do we really need a place
To give our thanks for your good grace
We miss our church we really do
But anywhere today will do
We quietly sit and wonder how
The empty tomb you left somehow,
No one believed you on that day
You said you’d never go away
But rise and leave in all your glory
And create the everlasting story

Just thinking
I think too much and worry to
Of things I really ought to do
I can’t knit nor can I sew
But hey I ought to have a go
In desperate times I must try out
New skills I hadn’t thought about
Our Church looks grand with flowers growing
And tubs with tulips overflowing
And someone’s taken time to spare
To take some pictures for us to share
So today Ill get my paint set out
And quietly sit and sort it out
Then dip my brush and start with green
And paint the grass to start my scene
Then some yellow for the flowers
(I think that this will take me hours)
Then blue for such a clear sky
Such beauty Lord I want to cry
So, thank you Lord for what you gave
This Holy week so you could save
Such souls like me too blind to see
Of all that you have given me

Creation new creation

Last year my garden got sadly out of hand. The wisteria, which my late husband planted just a year before his death in 2003, had grown to such an extent that it covered nearly three 6’ fence panels, and had grown at least 2’ above them. Over the past 17 years it had bloomed every year so beautifully, with a fantastic scent, that it reminded me so much of David’s aspirations on his retirement, to transform our garden. On my 60th birthday, to continue his vision, I planted a Rowan tree, but that last year got diseased, and began to die off.
Last summer though, the wisteria ceased to blossom. The fence behind it began to come apart, and break under its’ weight. I had to have it dug out and the fence replaced. Sadly, the Rowan tree was also dug out. No longer were there the lovely orange berries, much relished by the birds in the late summer and Autumn.
part from losing the blossom on the wisteria, which hung like heavy, pale blue, upside down candles, the birds would no longer have anywhere to feed as spring began to dawn.
However as the weeks have gone on, and the sun has come out, I have noticed  blue tits again in a tree which overhangs my back fence in the garden opposite, feeding and singing, and playing in its’ branches in the sunshine.  In the boarder beneath where the wisteria had been, hellebores which had been choked by it, have suddenly sprouted, and flowered again. And I thank God for his creation.

In these difficult and sometimes depressing times, we praise you for the goodness and beauty of your creation. We thank you for your timeless renewal of all that you give us for our wellbeing, our physical, and our spiritual nourishment. Let us never forget your boundless generosity and unfailing love for us, in Jesus, name Amen.
(John 12.24 )


And so, it goes on
The 3rd week now of Isolation
An air of sadness across the Nation
Stuck indoors, no friends for tea
Easy to say “It’s just poor me”
But for minute just let’s take stock
The NHS work round the Clock
We get our food and we are served
By girls on tills our thanks deserved
Farmers, Drivers, Men in lorries
All able us to fill our trollies
We stocked to much, so food was scarce
Some went without the worst nightmare
So, if like me you can’t go out
Do stuff at home to help folk out
Make scrubs or masks for NHS
So, they can work with far less stress
Ge some wool and start some knitting
Better for you than simply sitting
Phone a friend or even better
Get some paper and write a letter
Or paint or crayon so much to choose
Do it now don’t get the blues
It’s easy if you are feeling down
And not to smile just wear a frown
So today again I’ll make that start
Lord I thank you from my Heart


It’s Ok
When people say how are you and we say ok
Well today I’ve been thinking it’s not always the way
It’s ok to be upset and ok to be sad
The things in the news, well they are really bad
We try (well I know I do) to think of the good
And be thankful, like many as I know I should
But just for a moment well just let it out
I’m sure God won’t mind if we all have a shout
And say this is awful, and what can we do
We ask you in earnest just give us a clue
Is it ok to rant about all who are dying?
Is it ok to rant for all who are crying?
Is it ok to rant about the folk on their own?
Who perhaps who have no-one to pick up the phone?
Well God my rants over and I hope you forgive
Because I know you are seeing the way that we live
You are always there for us as much as a friend
Now in the future and right at the end

Inspiration by Judith Rowe
An air of stillness over cities and towns
No one’s about,” don’t bring out the clowns”
No laughter of Children and no Face to Face
So totally strange to our usual Rat Race
Most of the buildings lie empty, forlorn
But not in our hospitals where they work dusk till dawn
Our Doctors and Nurses are working full pace
Tending the ill and the dying all over the place
So, let us all pause from Woman to Man
And love one another as this was God’s plan
Now is the time to love not to hate
To turn back the tide, before it’s too late
And when this is over, how long that may be
We meet up with each other, and be able to see
The look on the faces of all that we meet
Of a future before us each with a blank sheet
To start off together with hope in our heart
That we have come through this, so let’s make a new start


Corona virus by Judith Rowe
C     Coming together as Christians
O    Openness with each other
R    Reflect on what’s happening
O   Offering to help
N Needing Gods Love
A Applying ourselves to different needs
V Vigilant in our Daily Lives
I In this together
R Reaching out to the Needy
U United we stand
S Staying in touch


Your truth shines bright Lord, dazzling
Chasing away the shadows of my hesitation
Stands stark, confronts me in uncomfortable clarity
And what you ask highlights the gap between the wish and the reality


My son explaining to my autistic granddaughter that they can no longer visit the shops... they only ever go to 2 shops WH Smith and then a visit to McDonalds a regular weekly treat.

Imogen says to her Dad "that's sad I will miss my friend"

Her Dad said "Who is your friend"

Imogen replied "Mr McFlurry" (The Ice Cream)

I am going to keep this in mind when I can't get something I consider important to me. 

David Ford, 24/03/2020