Life's A Cruises

Life's A Cruise




Life's like a cruise that you think you can plan and decide where you're going to sail

but things tend to change as you journey along you may hit a storm or a gale.

The ship you are on may toss you around but hold tight as the storm always ends

In the mutual fear of  losing what's dear you may find that you've met some new friends.

 

As your ship sails along gentle waters will come and you see the sunshine appear

You relax with a smile, life is calm for a while so  treasure the things you hold dear.

You could call at a port and experience things that you didn't expect there to be

So enjoy every one and try to have fun every moment your ship is at sea.

Hilary

Easter Bunny

Easter Bunny

 

 

I've just seen the Easter Bunny with a big bag full of eggs

I offered to take them from him to try to save his legs

He was mean and wouldn't share them so I poked him in the eye

And guess what I had for dinner

A lovely rabbit pie!

 

 

Hilary 

Guilty or Not

Guilty Or Not

 

 

 

 

 

 

Innocent or Guilty what do they papers say?

No judge or jury needed let the people have their way.

 

 Nothing has changed from time gone by, what ever we may think

while  peoples lives  turn upside down  with just one line of print.

 

Could you be judge and jury, have you no axe to grind ?

Am I innocent or guilty and just a waste of time.

 

We all make our assumptions and think that we know best

Are they innocent or guilty, well just let's have a guess!

 

Who can judge what other people think or say or do. ,

I only know that I could ,but I'm not sure about you!

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                Hilary

The Heroes Of Our Time

 

The Heroes Of Our Time

 

 

They strode purposely on shoulder to shoulder but not a word was said

They strode purposely forward with dark thoughts and images stuck in their head.

Bodies now frail but walking tall

Hiding their sorrow from one and all.

The Heroes Of Our Time.

 

 

They march along in unison, although their steps are slow

They march along undaunted as they did those years ago.

No-one can really know the pain of friends shot down and killed or maimed

And still they come to march again.

The Heroes Of Our Time.

 

 

They stride silently step by step remembering their friends

Or brothers, sisters, comrades whose lives came to an end.

How tough they were, what dreadful times those brave men did endure

But every year they come to pay their own respects for Poppy Day.

The Heroes Of Our Time.

 

 

People turn and walk away once the veterans have passed by.

Forgetting that young soldiers are still sent out to die.

While politicians argue just which stratergy is best

And precious lives are lost again while papers lie on desks.

So when you see those Poppy Wreaths set out in nice straight lines

Remember that they represent

The Heroes Of Our Time.

 

 

 

Hil Jickells   12/11/12

 

 

 

 

 

 

bright stars

Bright Stars

In the mist of worldly troubles

On one thing you can rely

That on a nice clear evening

The stars shine in the sky.

They shine across all nations

  The same bright light on all

They do not have their favourites

or make a judgement call. 

For years and years they've guided

The scared and lost at sea.
Leading people safely home
Where ever they may be.

How many stars glow in the sky
Does anybody know.
How many people gazing upward
enjoy their glorious show.

The stars shine down on everyone
The richest and the poor.
But do the starving notice
When the're crying out for more.


Stars have guided led and provided
A light for the world to follow.
Showing the way, the time and the day
To a better and brighter tomorrow.





                                                                             HJ. 7/11/12

Where I want to go

Where I want to go

 

 

 

Oh for a sweet relaxing day

When everything goes well.

A quiet stroll along the bay

To take in sense and smell.

 

 

A gentle breeze upon my face

The sun warm on my back.

I wander at a gentle pace

Along a well worn track.

 

The calming perfume of a rose

The smell of new mown grass

A precious moment lost in thought

A magic time is grasped and caught.

 

Oh let my spirit float away

And treasure such a lovely day.

To sit without a care or woe

And go just where I want to go.

 

 

 

 

                                                                        HJ  7/11/12



Did I Deserve That

Did I Deserve That

Did I deserve that, a slapped face, a broken tooth

Did I deserve that for telling the truth.

Is this my life, living in fear and in pain

Knowing it will happen again and again.

How did my life change so quick, so drastically

Where is the love that he once promised me.

Why is he so cruel what did I do wrong

This place of hatred is not where I belong.

I cry out in anquish but daren't tell a soul

That my life and my thoughts are all in his control.

I pretend things are right that I'm happy and free

And hide all my bruises so friends cannot see.

I don't know where to run, there is nowhere to hide

I feel scared at the thought and I tremble inside.

Some day I'll escape, some day I'll be brave

Or else I will ever live as his slave.

Hilary J.  12/06/12