The Breakfast

The sun begins to rise

The mist steams upwards

Dew begins to form into ice

The night time creatures

Gone to their bed

To sleep away the day 

Soft paws crush the Snow

Moving slowly looking for a meal

A noise ahead a twitch of an ear

Slowly slowly moving forward

Nose down eye up, on wards

One slow paw after another.

A quick pounce and breakfast

Dead between two wet paws

The hunt is done a feast to come. 

Daisy Moo Moo

Daisy is a spotty Dalmatian

A Brown Dotty one

Liver they call it.

She has No thick coat

Just fine clean Hair

Thats is everywhere.

On your clothes

On the chair and everywhere

The hoover is full.

Full of fun and fleet of foot

 like the wind she can run

Seems to Never get there.

Loves kids or their food

Love dogs to and their food as well

But best of all she likes fun.

A Tea At the Bear Coffee Company

Sitting here waiting for a cup of tea
Waiting for carrot cake too Sitting in the window watching the world go by

WIFI is free, but not the tea People outside walk by cold but free.
Not like my tea
Earl Grey tastes so good, the carrot cake too.

Opposite the bear cod corner sits A queue is forming as they Cook the chips
Doors are open the staff come out a parcel of chips for the man in the electric chair

Elves and Santa skip by No in they come tins rattling
THANK YOU THANK YOU
Off they go out in the cold
Merry Christmas

Well, cake is eaten tea nearly gone Nearly time to go
Back to the cold
The world and life.
HO HO HO

Becoming Summer

The weather is cold

 the snow just gone

The sun is bright 

but its the wind bite

The winter jasmine is having its last fling

The snowdrops have awakened 

Tulips are raising there heads.

The daffodils are growing by the inch

Summer is coming slow but surely

The night is cold the sky so clear

The days are warmer

 but still top coat weather

So here to the day jack frost goes bye bye

The day the sun takes off his hat 

The day that the tops come off

The day that goodbye says  woolly pully

Slow Spring

As the days draw out

The weather should be warm

Spring should be here

But as the days draw out

The weather gets cold

The snow floats gently floats from ths sky

The rivers freeze and the water ceases

Spring should be here

The daffodils growing

But it is cold and still snowing

The snow stops the rain starts

River swell brooks babble

The sun tries but to no avail

Spring will come but when

Is just the cycle

Is mother nature having a laugh

or is it just that

We only remember good 

And forget  the bad.

 

MY Cup

My Cup

My cup was full

Life took a sip

My cup was not so full

My life took a turn
Taking a swallow
My cup now had less

Along came trouble

Spilling more from the glass

My cup was now half full

No More I vow
Change the View
My cup is half Full


Great Things Happen
My life says Yeah
My cup has more


I feel better

My life is good
My Cup is full

The Book

I have a Book
The book has chapters
The book has Pages

The book has lines and words
I have read the book for Four score years and Ten

The book has Pages

I first read the book quickly with gusto and vigour
Now i read the book slowly with care

The book has Pages

There is only one chapter left to read
I wonder what is to come

The book has Pages

What is the book

Well it is the book of Life

The book has no Pages.