A Little Girl Went Climbing Through The City….

Originally posted on Auburn's Creative Palpitations:
Devastation has a certain Newborn Baby….. A little girl went climbing through the City…. All covered up to not look so pretty… And when… she reached… the Top of the Hill… A Dolly she hung, for her Joy to Spill!!! Never under-estimate an Autist, even yet so lately…

Ma petite Celle

Dans ma petite celle… blanche, froide et grele J’attendais mon repas, chaud, bleu ou froids A travers la vitre se bagarraient les nuages Toujours enrages, bordant mon avenir, mon present, mon passe….et ceux des passants. Je realisai tout a coup que mes animaux irises Ne visiteraient point mes spagghettis, mes aubergines, ma Foi Qu’en serait-ilContinue reading “Ma petite Celle”

July’s Fool Day’s almost over….!

…..this butterfly loves flying about my Diddy….. to all left handed heroes….. HIP, HIP, ….HORRAAAYYYYY!!!!! including NHS nursing staff Royalty….. Love, care and affection…. Silence…..thanks. from a recently but recovered homesick client Wanjerrie, the fourth.xxxx the whole wide Universes loves the NHS, sometimes…..

Why I am Happy Today…!

Woke up fine Not a Dime…. But flew High…! Thanks, grannppies…… Walked Thirteen Miles Collected Seventeen Smiles….. Thanks, Teddies…. Wearing my Hearts Asleep are the Marks That Life gave me as a Prezy. SO, SING, LOUD, and SWEET! There’s Life Beyond Deceit! I Luv you All My Readers…..xxxx The End. For more Jokes and LimitedContinue reading “Why I am Happy Today…!”

My Own Blue Heart

Come to our Hearts We will not fear The Rain, the Darts… When the End’s near. Kidnapped by Greed Our Tears became words That cleansed the Things We wouldn’t wish to hear. So when You come, you’ll understand Why we were wrong and disobeyed…. Your Words. A Sigh, a Prayer, and my heart can safelyContinue reading “My Own Blue Heart”

You were my Mum when I was Weak….

you were my Mum when I was Weak you were my Dad when I’d only scream You were my bosom when I wouldn’t eat We chased mosquitoes like someone would Preach I miss you so Nurse of Mine my Gold if only you, you could only hold… me again, cos we ‘re all getting old…..Continue reading “You were my Mum when I was Weak….”