A Harbouring Heart

A harbouring heart,

Protected from the storms,

A heart that had sailed the seven seas,

Battered and bruised,

Repaired and mended,

Ready to sail again..............

The Saturday

To sit for a while and watch the world go by,

Sat on a bench watching the tide rise,

People watched the day through,

As they walked on by,

Dogs running having fun,

Chasing a ball that had been thrown,

Children playing in the sand,

Those that were brave swam,

Lovers walked hand in hand,

Sat on a day called SATURDAY.............

The Rose Garden

A rose grew in the garden I knew,

Against the wall that was bare before,

Rambling away in different ways,

Over the years it grew,

Displaying the colours in a natural way,

Filling the air with a perfumed scent,

Memories from the chairs,

In that rose garden I shared,

Dancing in the Rain

Dancing in the rain,

Playing a game,

Jumping in the puddles,

Getting wet again,

A grown man acting young,

At an age but still having fun,

The blue days and the dark nights,

Are yesteryears, 

Just having fun with the wellington's on,

Counting the rain drops as they drop,

A Polka Dot Dress and Disco Lights

Polka dot dress and disco lights,

A Dancing Queen on a Friday night,

Moving to a rhythm,

Feeling the beat,

Watched by others when on the floor,

Dancing without a care,

Like they were not there,

A crystal ball spinning around,

Trusting the DJ to pick the right sound,

Dancing on the Path of Life

To dance in the lunar light,

On a cold and chilly night,

With stars twinkling way up high,

In the depths of the midnight sky,

Shooting stars and casted wishes,

Hoping dreams will come true,

Dancing to the dawning light,

Bathing in that warming glow,

For a new day born in the now,

Dancing on that path of life,

To that music with that beat,

Oh, that rhythm that stirs those feet, 

Castle and Bridges

Sausages and Beer,

In the land of poets and thinkers,

A Federal Eagle held a high,

With castles and bridges far and wide,

Alps that climb to the sky,