15 Wednesday Aug 2012
Posted in Daily life, Humour, Poetry
85 – Under the covers (Photo credit: minxlj)
I’m in a dilemma –
Oh what should I do?
Why is it just me,
that this happens to?
I’m in my posh frock,
peng from head to my toes.
There is just one problem,
the spot on my nose!
It glows like a beacon,
landing the planes,
I really can’t squeeze it,
‘cos I can’t bear the pain!
There’s only one option –
one thing I can do,
hide under my duvet,
and eat a chocolate or two!
© Dilemma 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
15 Wednesday Aug 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Love, Poetry, Waiting and Longing
Did I tell you…
I’m dying to meet you,
I have to say,
I’m dying to meet you,
in every way.
Put on the kettle,
I’m coming home,
and it will feel,
like you’ve never been gone.
Tell my Grandma,
to wear her best smile,
and tell my Grandad,
to stoke up the fire.
I’m dying to meet you,
I have to say,
tell Mum to collect me,
I’m on my way…
© Dying to meet you 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
