George Ruddock – Page 2 – George Ruddock

A Visit

Strange to be back, many changes
But many names and faces I recall
I wouldn’t say my time at Stopsley was a ball
But it … Read the rest

Hearts may age, their rhythm will slow
Their lights may dim, scars may show
Yet they continue to laugh, to cry
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The white, the blue, the grey
That sky a masterpiece of art
That reaches out to touch our hearts
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She sits alone under the moon
Phone in hand, where is he?
Will he come soon?
Or has the dream flown.

By the canal where waters gleam
A market town stirs, like a dream
The air is cold and crisp, but the night will glow
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In a market town on a rainy evening
The sky is ever changing
As orange and yellow blend
And evening comes and rain decends

Under the library lights there is a room full of dreams
The mic stands still, awaiting its themes
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A Sunday afternoon, an Autumn day
The wind blows, untamed and cold
Leaves take flight, a garden ballet
Spinning and twirling, many carried away

As the sad song fades, I look for you
But all I see is emptiness
Why did you go, what went wrong
And now all … Read the rest

He promised champagne and roses
But did he offer love
He promised you the world
But did you see the dove

I only promise my … Read the rest