Poetry
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When coming home ain’t the same …
It never gets much easierwalking through our front door.Whether we’ve nipped out to the shopor travelled…
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She is …
She carries the weight of others,She rarely lets them see her own. She smiles when her…
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A beautiful morning
They wake me before the sun,their voices drifting softly through the open air,a distant chorus that…
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Velvet Ears
Dearest Millie, tiny heartbeat, our baby with the velvet ears, for nearly thirteen golden years you…
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The Walk to Windle …
We’d wander up to Windle, just us three on our way, with Millie trotting proudly, ready…
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Izzy …
I wrote this poem for a friend who lost their beloved dog Izzy. For Izzy, Her…
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Millie we miss you …
Millie, our best friend, we miss you so, Not a single day we don’t think of…
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The art of holding it together …
Some days I wake up ready to fight,Other days my brain says,“Absolutely not, let’s panic instead.”…
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Campervan Chasing the Stars
In our little grey and white campervan, We’ll follow the roads and make all the plans.…
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Forever in the Sunshine
The sunshine came out today, soft and warm, And suddenly, my heart felt that familiar pull…