Thursday, 20 January 2011

In my daughters memories.....

One day I hope my daughter remembers,
All the times I picked her up and kissed her better,
How I spent night after night sitting with her
Whilst she was ill,
That it was me she cried out to when she woke
In the night scared or thirsty,
That I gave up meals to make sure she was fed
When we had next to no money,
That my bed became hers too many times to count!
And that I was a very effective hot water bottle as well.

I hope she can think fondly
Of the times we spent sitting,
Cutting & sticking, painting or stringing beads,
Of the times we played “go fish”, or Ispy,
And of course she won,
I’d like to think that one day she’ll have a kind thought
For all the times we sat on a bus and watched the world,
Or when I sat in the hospital waiting for her to come
Around from surgery.
And of course, there's all the children TV she made me watch too!

One day I hope my daughter will forgive me,
For the times I pestered her to have a shower,
Or change her clothes,
Or stop reading in the dark,
Or eat some breakfast,
Or brush her hair....

But most of all,
One day, I hope my daughter will just remember just how much I love her.

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

Take some time.

A Whisper, a gentle breeze,
Calm, patient, slow and easy.
Time taken, not rushed or passed by,
Scenery watched and appreciated,
Friends and family met & enjoyed,
Things we should be doing,
But rarely do.

Set down those things which fill your head,
With thoughts possessing,
Or overwhelming,
And sit back, relax, and just for once,
Spend some precious moments,
Instead of brief, hectic, hurried
Later, regretted, ones.