Under the grey and stormy sky
The old dead tree still stands tall
And if you stop beside
You will hear her cry
Her branches … Read the rest
Poetry
Under the grey and stormy sky
The old dead tree still stands tall
And if you stop beside
You will hear her cry
Her branches … Read the rest
The flowers in our garden
Call out your name
The flowers in our garden
Can hear your pain
The flowers in our garden
Say walk … Read the rest
Through frosty streets in a market town
Where winter’s winds cut to the bone
And hearts want to groan
On this Sunday night in the … Read the rest
The Market Drayton carnival is coming
A day of colour and fun
And hopefully lots of sun
A carnival parade
Around the streets of the … Read the rest
Morning dew shines where the roses grow
Birds share their secrets in the trees
Sunrise paints a promise on a summer sky
Every flower waking … Read the rest
Poppies dance where wild winds blow
Red flags in a green array
Softly they bow and rise again
Beautiful in the summer rain
No guiding … Read the rest
The ladies in the FDC café
Are like the fairies in the forest
Thought of very highly
And their service is the best
The town … Read the rest
Do you listen to the news, do you read what they say?
It’s all about doom and gloom, every hour, every day
Wars and disasters, … Read the rest
Spring is finally stirring, soft and slow
Beneath the soil green shoots grow
Snowdrops are peeking through the earth
And daffodils wait to dance in … Read the rest
The white, the blue, the grey
That sky a masterpiece of art
That reaches out to touch our hearts
At the end of a busy … Read the rest