I had a dream last night, vivid as could be.

In my sleep, my Mum said ‘Hello’ to me.

My Mum just talked about this and that.

I loved so much our latest Heavenly chat.

Those dreams of Mum, they seem so real.

When I’m hurting, my Mum comes to heal

My Mum, she guides me, when I’m unsure.

Just like she always did, many times before.

At times I see a young mum, last night...

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A man had been hit by a speeding train.

Secret tears shed, by a woman in pain.

Hidden deep in the pocket of her coat.

She clung on to his final desperate note.

Six black cars, through the Town, crept.

Friends they asked her, why she wept.

Her answer was one she couldn’t reveal.

She loved that man, true love to finally feel.

No flowers in her hand, not wearing black.

A th...

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Hooray…its Saturday once more!

Charlie went to dance school, lesson 4.

We picked Alex up at about 11.15.

Then to AJ’S to pursue their dream!

Next up, we went to a Café nearby.

A mini English breakfast, we did try.

From four number fives, I drew a cat.

Charlie drew a bunny, sitting in a hat!

We bought 2 toys from a charity shop.

Then Stanley Park was our next sto...

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On all female athletes, this is so unfair.

Put an end to this now, show we care.

How has Sport, allowed this disgrace.

This was surely an illegitimate race.

In an all-male race, he should compete.

Or is this just his way to avoid defeat?

No records broken here in my eyes.

Just a worthless ‘win’ and a hollow prize.

Sport, is not about an unfair mismatch.

Chasing an...

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The old Kop I loved as a young fan.

26 thousand Reds in a sardine can!

I started out in the lofty Boys Pen.

Along with lots of middle aged men!

But in 71’ a full time Kopite I became.

Liverpool v Forest, was my first game.

To the sound of The Spion Kop roars.

My hero Keegan, scored early doors!

St Etienne in 77’ the highlight for me.

To get in, I queu...

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I’ve just had one of those lovely days.

I took Charlie and Alex to AJ’s.

AJ’s is a Dance School on Long Lane.

Are Charlie and Alex destined for fame!!

Then off to Maccies for a Happy Meal.

A free sonic hedgehog, part of the deal!

We played games on the Maccies PC.

Then in Farmfoods, I got biccies for me!

We met match day cops on County Road.

I taught ...

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Sitting alone, beside a railway track.

Circles turn in my head, as I look back.

I had it all in the palm of my hand.

Stolen from me, the life I had panned.

In different directions, those circles spin.

Booming voices taunt me from within.

As I expected, the past is haunting me.

No escape from this torment do I see.

Tonight my life means nothing at all.

The Devil be...

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A poet, who wrote from the heart.

In my life, he’s played a huge part.

Oozing passion, from every pore.

Gave his all, then gave some more.

Songs he wrote, stirred the soul.

Hope and pride, his vision and goal.

He wrote of love, mourned at loss.

Helped us over many a sea to cross.

He weaved images of distant hills.

His fateful lyrics, gives me the chills.

He t...

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I stared into the window, eyes open wide.

Into then shop, I never dared go inside.

Every day, Robby The Robot I would see.

If only Robby The Robot belonged to me!

I saw pistons in action, lights would whirl.

I looked in awe, as Robby’s arms would twirl.

His head was plastic, a see through dome.

Every day, I longed to take Robby home.

One day I passed the shop, Robby was gon...

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I hurriedly rush past tree after tree.

And I only see what I want to see.

My big lonely house, I leave behind.

The thickening mist is making me blind.

I see my mansion gates, black and tall.

I can’t see beyond them, nothing at all.

I grip the locks with hands cold and pale.

Every time I try to escape, I always fail.

I let go of the bars, after I shake the gate.

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.I was in my house…Romer Road, 28.

I was all alone, it was dark and late.

Suddenly I had a cold, strange feeling.

I was compelled to look at the ceiling.

And so I looked up, and staring at me.

The face of a man, I could clearly see.

He was about 40…he had blond hair.

Sadness I could sense, it filled the air.

He did not speak, his visit was short.

So it was never clear, w...

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To Yewtree Cemetery, I made my way.

As it’s my Dads 91st Birthday today.

I seem to repeat myself every time I go.

There are certain things I’d like to know.

But for another day the answers can wait.

This is Dad’s day in Heaven to celebrate!

My Dad was loved, that’s plain to see.

That makes me proud as proud as can be.

Forever in people’s hearts, is Dad for sure.

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Cast your eyes deep into the well.

Make a secret wish, nobody to tell.

Whisper your wish…3 times more.

Talk to the well, that’s what it’s for.

Throw a coin down a well of stone.

That’s what I do, when feeling alone.

Believe in the well, eyes closed tight.

As that’s what I did one starry night.

Ignore the boundaries’ of the mind.

Trust in the well and ...

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No support act…no merchandise to sell.
No publicity, just a fantastic story to tell!
No lavish surroundings, not part of a Tour.
It was the final live appearance of the Fab 4!

In their basement Studio in 3 Savile Row.
The band discussed ideas of a grand show.
But they decided to play on the roof instead.
‘An audience of chimneys’ funny George said!

No screaming fans, no dodging Jelly B...

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This is the story of my latest cars demise.
It was a little old banger, so it’s no surprise!
And this morning my old Jazz wouldn’t go.
Will I miss my Honda Jazz…I don’t think so!

It had a rusty body, full of bumps and dents.
Every MOT caused me mounting expense!
It had a jammed window and a broken clock.
With temperamental doors that wouldn’t lock!

The screen wash container had a s...

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This is my Mum holding the microphone.

Not onstage…just Mum singing at home!

Looking healthy, and as happy as can be.

If I close my eyes, those times I can see.

My youthful Mum, so beautiful and fair.

Having fun with her kids, without a care!

I often go to sleep, thinking back that far.

Hoping I’ll dream of Mum, the singing star!

But my wishful dream is yet to come true.

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Describing this picture…were to start!
How about that smile, it melts my heart!
So with that adorable smile, I’ll begin!
It’s a picture of Rachel and puppy Kim.
My young Rachel loved to dress Kim up.
Beautiful Kim was such a tolerant pup!
In her white cardie, and a lobsided hat.
As Rachel dressed her, she patiently sat!
A memory to cherish, captured for all time.
I’m blessed to call Rache...

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I love The Beatles, Stones and The Who.

I love Fleetwood Mac and Big Country too!

I love lots of punk, especially The Damned.

Every day I seem to have a favourite band!

I love some early Elvis…rocking and raw.

I love Bowie and Queen and I love lots more!

But why I love T.Rex most, I’ll try to explain.

I love their heavy stuff; I love Buick Mckane!

But T.Rex also d...

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This lovely memory, I’d like to share.

It’s about a note from my ‘Baby Bear’

I saw it again today, first time in years.

And on reading it, I shed a few tears.

Just a short note, only the seven lines.

It brought back all those magical times.

Days of bike rides, and of non-stop fun.

Never a wasted day, under rain or sun.

The last line of her note made me cry.

It’s just...

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Nian was the ferocious, underwater beast.

It came to destruct, to murder and feast.

At New Year it rose from its hiding place.

With its dog like body, and a lion like face.

Nian raided villages, with its deadly greed.

On animals and children, Nian would feed.

An old man appeared, and to villagers said.

‘Nian feared loud noises and the colour red’

This ma...

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The chair or the rope are too good for you.

I hope that you see your sentence through.

To suffer every day in fear and in dread.

To age lonely and alone, until you are dead.

It’s almost certain you will never walk free.

You’ll spend every day under lock and key.

Living in fear of reprisal, every day and night.

Forever on your guard, with no end in sight.

A twisted...

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I met beautiful Alba after school for a KFC.

Have I told you Alba means the world to me!

Alba’s ocean blue eyes twinkled in the sun.

She chased Mister Spider and made him run!

Alba told me all about her lovely school day.

She drew a picture for me, 2 unicorns at play.

They had 3 coloured horns upon their head.

And were surrounded by hearts, blue and red.

2 unicor...

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Dark is the hour on this autumn night.

I will think of my Angel until daylight.

I will search for answers, I will not sleep.

Sorrows pain tonight attacks me deep.

I’ll need God’s help tomorrow for sure.

If only for heartache, there was a cure.

3 years on, I miss him more by the day.

All my love sent to Heaven, is on the way.

Maybe when he gets it, he’ll send a sign.

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In the Turnpike, Alba granted me a wish.

I said, I’d love to swim just like a fish!

Immediately, that wish was granted to me.

And I found myself swimming in the sea!

With her wand, Alba then said ‘magic boo’

With those words, Alba granted me wish 2.

I said, big numbers I would wish to know.

Because the only numbers I know are low.

That’s because you’re very sill...

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I looked from my window and what did I see?
Covered in snow, the Walton Christmas Tree!
As they predicted, heavy snow fell overnight.
So I woke up this morning to a beautiful sight!

The tree looked so amazing on this 12th day.
If only a day or two longer the tree could stay!
But tradition is tradition, so today it must go.
But what a way to depart, all sprinkled in snow!

So, I jumped...

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This is my story from New Year’s Day.
Down Bold Street, I was making my way.
And it’s an unbelievable story to hear.
I was transported back to yesteryear!

Bold Street has often done this before.
Hooked people into the past’s trapdoor.
I saw dated fashions and shops long gone.
I saw a dark sky were the sun once shone.

60’s style cars, I saw the motorists drive.
This was no longer New Y...

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Strange goings on in Doddy Towers…number3.

A disguised man moved, but he didn’t fool me!

He was a big man, very jovial man, he’ll fit in well.

But was he young or old, it was impossible to tell?

He had a very infections laugh, it came with a roar.

And I can vouch for that, because I live next door!

He was a well built man, politely I’ll say ‘well fed’!

‘I love Knotty ...

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