Thread: Own poems

PamelaP

That was lovely Manga
It made me smile with glee
You see I have 2 puppies
and they do the same to me!!

Pam

La Manga

Pam aren't they lovely
a joy to behold
getting in to mischief
not caring what they're told

Mine is now growing up
infact she has past three
but she still thinks she's clever
and she's still a pup to me

Now my little one is different
she is growing old
Understands a sleep in
crosses legs and puts on hold

but pup well if she's awake
you also have to be
but bless her I do love
for the joy she brings to me

PamelaP

Well I know just what you mean
as mine are both aged 2
they never want to settle down
even when we do.

If we sit down to watch tv
then they will sit by us
and stare and put their paws on laps
until they get a fuss

We love them when they're naughty
and when they're well behaved
but love is unconditional, with a pet it works both ways

The loyalty they give to us
with no reward expected
except some food and water
and lots and lots of fuss

Pam

Chris

What a lovely day sun shine and peacful

Been in cemetary were all is still

Names galore i have written on paper today

Now got to do it again on Ancestry Aid

But when i got back had a great post

Star has found my rellies i needed the most

This little family will now be done

Dont worry star ive more , it will be fun

Read the poems on your lovely dogs , your friends

Mine were too i miss them no end

But they were loved , lived well too

Wont go on as day been great , not blue

petal

Good to see you all in here
Churning out your rhymes
Sorry I've not been about
But just not had the time !

New arrival last weekend
Meetings to arrange
Tears on his arrival
It must have seemed quite strange

But now he seems to have settled in
This 'little man' we've got
So christened by our other lad
Who fills the 'big bruv' slot

Cos this new lad's eleven
Just a bit young for us
We like to have teenagers
Despite their noise and fuss !

They make us laugh, & make us cry
But in the end we smile
When they leave with a farewell hug
We feel it's all worthwhile.

Now things are back to normal
(well as normal as they can be)
I just might get a little time
To sit back, and just be 'me'

Light

It started off with three of us, mi mam and dad and me,
I never thought I'de get the hang of doing this family tree.
It started off in Wigan and very soon I found,
some rellis born in Liverpool and I turned into a hound.
My aunty was a nun and lived at Notra Dame,
she had a lovely family the proudest was her mam.
I found some in a fish shop and some down by docks,
one sailed a wooden barge while his wife was knitting socks.
So you can see where my roots lie and I feel very grand
That I was born in Wigan, the best town in the land..

slizzy

Chris

How nice to see you slizzy pop in and leave us a rhyme

To all thank-you for your time

It is great to read each one

So glad Slizzy you found it fun

We did miss seeing you about

We saw you back , did you hear us shout


Yes my tree is branching well

All suddenly i can tell

Hope it dont suddenly die again for a year

Not when treemaker will soon be here


Well with Games,poems and names

My brain all worn out again

Nothing their ever change

petal

Just a quickie to say hello
And tell you how relieved
I am that Wimbledon's over
(Though some I know might grieve!)

My tele programmes up the spout
Schedules were a mess
Tried to video something funny
Got the history of the NHS !

Everything was put behind
For a game with a bat and ball
I'm sorry folks but sport for me
Does nothing, nothing at all !

Same with football -extra time
Cos someone hurt their knee
Cricket - that runs over
Cos they have to stop for tea !

Come summer time the TV planners
Might as well take a break
Cos folk like me like programmes
That might keep me awake !

Forgive me for my tiny rant
Sorry to one and all
Who love the game of tennis
But to me ....well It's just b***s !

anny

Said Daughter Susan the other day
"Let's take all the children on holiday!
We'll find a cottage beside the sea,
You and Dad too, we can go en famille.

So I spoke to Grandpa, and he agreed
And said that a holiday's just what we need,
But he wasn't too sure that the chances were great
Of finding a cottage at such a late date.

" Oh pooh ! " said our Sue, "we can go on the net,
I swear it has not disappointed me yet ",
So she and I, both of us then went online,
She on her computer, and I on mine.

And there we sat, for two days and more,
Till heads were throbbing and eyes were sore.
We searched the Highlands, the coasts east and west,
And found nothing in Galloway, which we love best.

We tried Mull, we tried Arran, we thought about Skye,
Which is too hard to reach unless we were to fly,
We sought chalets and cottages, lodges galore,
Bungalows, caravans, mansions, we saw.

Well, a party of seven at this time of year
Is not easy to place, and the prices are dear.
But we were on a mission, my daughter and me,
For we'd promised the children a week by the sea.

But success, as it turned out, was not down to us.
While his mum took a break, and without any fuss,
Number One grandson went surfing instead,
And a little while later, " That's sorted ! " he said.

He's found us a place that has all we desire
Not the Highlands and Islands, nor Mull of Kintyre,
Nor even Galloway, our vision is broader
For soon we're all going to be crossing the border.

We're going to Cumbria, where each holiday wish
Will be granted, I'm sure. They can swim, ride, or fish,
There's a golf course and water sports, lovely walks too,
There'll be no bored children, with so much to do.

And as for the cottage - it's three stories tall
With four bedrooms, so plenty of room for us all
All mod cons, lovely garden, great parking space too.
I'd say that the boy did us proud, wouldn't you ?