Month: August 2023

Coffee tastes so good,
in the early morning time,
with the rising sun.

There is a peace there,
something hard to share sometimes,
and sometimes it’s fine.

Dashing for a pee,
and I made it just in time,
making quite a splash.

The trains travel slow,
and fields passby as you go,
and tea cups empty.

An old friend has passed,
I saw him a week ago,
then again today.

The trouble with sin,
for it soon catches you up,
and insinuates.

Foot steps up the stairs,
and that old creaky third step,
gives their game away.

The door creaks open,
and there a breeze to be felt,
from a small window.

Laying down watching,
the clouds drifting by above,
and feeling the sun.

The ice cream is cold,
but cool and smooth to my taste,
nothing goes to waste.

I’ve got muddy shoes,
and left them at the doorway,
walking in my socks.

The floor’s feeling cold,
but it is warm, so I’m told,
now it just feels cool.

Watching some old films,
eating sweet and salt popcorn,
gasping for a drink.

Coke a cola too,
but it is flat but tasty,
times are harder now.

It is poo poo time,
some are hard, and some are slime,
that’s a number two.

Number one goes wee,
and sometimes it goes wee-wee,
at least once a day

A favourite of mine,
that will always makes me shine,
sunlight on gold coins.

SIlver ones will do,
for a little while, but gold,
never will grow old.

Tooth ache is a pain,
about which you can complain,
It’s drive me mad.

Water in my boots,
where did i go wading last,
I squidge and some more.