Second Chances

I am so happy
As i used to shed a tear
For my dear daughter
As she would disappear

She used to make me cry
As the police would pick her up
Drunk from the park
Late at night and in the dark

My work would suffer
As i ended up in tears
Always worried
And living in fear

Now she is an inspiration
The daughter that i love
She is at college
Studying and in love

She has a wonderful boyfriend
We all do adore
He treats her like a queen
Although sometimes
She can be a bit mean

soaps

I never miss an episode
Of any of the soaps
When i work the night
I record it in delight

I know what is happening
Each and everyday
It seems like real life
mostly it is full
Of trouble and strife

People are either dying
Or being killed
Or cheating on one another
Or giving birth to a child

It can be very dramatic
and exciting as well
I like to think it is wild
But can be happy as well

Sometimes it can be loving
Romantic as well
Although not often
As you can probaly tell

new years eve

Preparing snacks and nibbles

On a silver platter

Gathering of family and friends

That’s all that matters

Celebrating as the new year appears

Dancing and singing and having fun

Everyone’s welcome who can come

The bar is going

The cocktails they are making

Shots are preparing

As the new year is approaching

Twelve o’clock strikes

And the new year is here

Everyone gets a kiss

And off goes the party poppers

And good cheer

christmas tree

The children decorate it

As it stands tall

On goes the tinsel

The balls and all

Its starting to look pretty

But not quite good enough

Out come the chocolates

And all the other stuff

Next come the lights

So shiny and bright

We have to get them glowing

And get them just right

Then comes the fairy

Who sits upon the tree

There we do place her

As she sits there with glee

presents

So many things that I would like

I want a karaoke

But then I would need a mic

I would also need discs

So I could sing

So that is some of the many things

I want an ice bucket for my bar

But I also need pumps

And optics for my drinks

All so expensive

By far

I need new clothes

Maybe a dress

But then I would need shoes

And a handbag to match

And this would cause a lot of distress

But all I need

Is a sack

On Christmas day

For the kids

From santa on his sleigh

Christmas Time

Santa visits just once a year

To all the children who are good that year

He leaves them wrapped under the tree

For them to open with glee

Children awake at the crack of dawn

As they wake their parents with a yawn

They gather around the Christmas tree

With all the flickering lights

Pretty as can be

Their little faces

As I see that smile

That santa got that

New toy they have wanted for a while

He only gives to the girls and boys

Who are not naughty but are nice

The ones who’s parents

That are proud

And not the ones who continiously row

　

　

spain

Cocktails waiting

Palm trees swaying

In the distance

Of the deep blue sea

Relaxing in a sunny climate

Lying in silence

As I hear the waves

Swishing in the sea

The breeze of the the trees

As I lay on the beach

Children playing

On the sand dunes

Sangria

Seashells and sandcastles

The whispers

The swishing in the sea

Siesta time for me