This week’s Prose for Thought poem is for my baby girl who will be celebrating her first birthday on Monday: Little one snuggled up so nice and warm Can it…
This coming Sunday (19th October) would have been my dad’s 81st birthday. I would always try and go home on his birthday and he used to love having all the…
It is just after five in the morning As you awake to the baby’s loud cries The hours of sleep you could count on one hand And it’s so hard…
Drifting through dreamland, my blissful slumber Is suddenly shattered by cries of hunger The baby’s awake and she wants to be fed I pick her up and stumble back to…
The lights all go out one by one And in the darkness, a candle glows In remembrance: lest we forget Although we may have never met Those men who fought…
Summer days when I was ten How much fun we had back then! Playing with my friends outside Out in the park, on the swings and slide Kerbsies, swingball, water…
Small face, pure delight – Rainbow bubbles gently dance, Seconds later – pop! © Louise George – 16th August 2014 Joining in with mumturnedmom for this week’s prompt: “Brief”
If I won the lottery and had lots of cash, I’d pay off all of my debts in a flash – A new house: not too big nor too ostentatious…
Sometimes when I watch Jessica and Sophie playing, I realise just how much things have changed since I was a little girl. Jessica is already able to use a iPod,…
“The lamps are going out all over Europe, we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime.” (Sir Edward Grey, 3 August 1914) As we drove through sleepy…