Sunday, 12 May 2019

What is fear?


What is Fear?

Is it facing death?

Is it jumping out of a plane?

Is it ousting a spider from the house?

The truth is, fear can be dealing with all or any of these things and many more.

Fear is different for everyone, it comes in many different disguises.

Bravery is facing your fears and conquering them.

Bravery is learning how strong you are, how you are able to face your fears.

It doesn't matter if this fear seems large or small – facing it is what is important.

For me, my greatest fear is facing the dentist. I feel like I want to run away, I feel sick! I sweat, my legs feel weak.

But I know that I must face my fear, I must do what scares me – I must have courage!

I know that once the ordeal is over, I will feel great.

Conquering that fear, being courageous makes me feel good about myself.

I know that the next time, I will still be afraid, but I know that I can do it and each time gets just a little easier.

Whatever your fear, big or small, rational or not, face it.

Use that inner courage that you have, that strength that is within.

Take small steps, pushing yourself a little more each time.

Learn to control that fear bit by bit, be strong.

Be brave, conquer your fears, and grow.

Wednesday, 17 April 2019

I want to win an Easter egg!


I want to win an Easter egg!
I'm not asking much.
I just love all chocolate,
When it comes to the crunch.

I usually win one,
Some years there's two,
Delicious and creamy,
I might share it with you!

There's so many comps,
To win tasty things,
Eggs, chicks or bunnies,
Such pleasure it brings.

Cadbury or Lindt,
Dark, milk or white,
I'm trying to win,
With all of my might!

Facebook and Twitter,
Seem to have lots,
I'll enter so carefully,
Hope they're not won by bots!

Easter is near,
Just another few days!
I'm getting quite desperate,
In so many ways!

I'm writing short ditties,
Counting up chicks,
Oh please let me win,
Choccie's my fix!

But still, If I don't win,
When Easter is done,
I'll buy it half price,
Though it's not so much fun.

But to all of my readers,
I wish to you all,
Easter good wishes,
Please have a ball.

Thursday, 4 April 2019

The Wedding day!


I suppose it's time to get up she thought, stretching herself lazily. She pulled back the covers and walked across the room to open the curtains.

Sunshine! Bright, bright sunshine with not a cloud in the sky! A perfect day.

Yes, a perfect day to get married!

A chorus of groans sounded behind her as the light hit the sleeping faces of her three bridesmaids.

'Come on girls, get up! Today is the day!'

The girls looked at each other and grinned. They flung back their covers and ran, smiling, out onto the balcony, looking out at the perfect view of the lake and gardens from their hotel room.

They dressed quickly and went downstairs for their breakfast, nervous and excited about the day ahead.

After breakfast, it was back to the room, to start preparations. How busy it was. Hairdressers and a photographer joined them, and soon the room was buzzing with excitement.

Deliveries appeared: flowers and balloons.

Make up was applied. Everyone looked beautiful!

Soon it was time for 'The dress'. The bride wriggled herself into it, and with a bridesmaid's help it was on!

The time flew by, and soon it was time for the ceremony itself.

Tall and proud, her father walked beside her. The groom turned, his eyes glistening as he saw her.

Words of love and commitment where spoken, nerves causing both bride and groom to stutter over their lines.

Rings where exchanged and joy of joy, they fitted perfectly.

Out into the sunshine, confetti flies, photographs are taken.

Dinner: Oh such a beautiful meal. The cake is cut. She feeds him a slice, everyone smiles.

Everyone is full and happy. They all go outside, playing garden games in the sunshine.

Soon it is time for the evening reception. Dancing, lights, fun and food.

All too soon it is over! Time for bed. Tomorrow will be their first day as man and wife.

Congratulations to my beautiful daughter and her handsome new husband.

Saturday, 23 March 2019

Just one more week!



My daughter's getting married,
I've told you before,
I'm doing an update,
I hope it won't bore!

The wedding's near,
Just one more week!
The dress is perfect,
I've had a sneak peek.

Daughter's excited,
And oh, so am I
I hope on the day,
I really don't cry!

The flowers are ordered,
Colours are mellow.
Roses and daisies,
In orange and yellow.

The food is ordered,
Soup and chicken,
All of our lips,
We will be licking!

The disco is booked,
Lots of music and light,
Fun and balloons,
It'll be a delight!

Lots of family and friends,
Will come for the day,
Some will stay over,
If they live far away.

The day will be perfect,
Even if there's rain!
It won't make our happiness,
Run down the drain!

And after the wedding,
They're going away!
Flying off on honeymoon,
In the sun they will play!

And when they come home,
There'll be hugs and some kisses,
And they'll settle right down,
As Mr and Mrs.

Saturday, 23 February 2019

Fear!



Ella looked up at the clock for the tenth time in as many minutes. Why was the time turning so slowly?

She paced up and down the room, the dryness in her mouth worsening by the second. She felt dizzy, sick to her stomach and her legs didn't quite belong to her.

But she had to do this. It was for the best!

She felt in her pocket, checking that the device was still there – she knew that it would be, but she had to check. Without it, the mission just wouldn't work!

Time! She said to herself. She pulled on her jacket and left the house.

It was a nice day, sunny, with just a little breeze. That would make things harder. More people! People liked sunshine. Still it must be done!

Head held high, she walked into the busy town centre, cleaving her way between the shoppers. Look at them, laughing and joking, not a care in the world. They had no idea what was about to happen. No idea of what Ella had planned.

On she strode, taking no notice of the crowds of people, ploughing her way through them, making resolutely for her destination.

The building loomed closer, tall and imposing. She would soon be there, soon the mission would be over, she would have done what she had planned.

She was there! She pushed through the heavy double doors into the lobby. She stopped, looking around at the throngs of people milling about. Children crying, being comforted by their parents, elderly people sitting in uncomfortable chairs, stoically waiting for their fate.

She turned and headed down the crowded corridor towards the lifts.

Ella pressed the button. “Come on, come” on she muttered to herself, jabbing the button over and over in the vain hope that it would make its arrival quicker somehow.

At last! The lift arrived, its doors opening smoothly. She stepped into its cool blue interior and jabbed the button for the top floor.

The doors closed and the lift swiftly ascended. Once more, she checked to make sure that the device was safely in her pocket. Of course it was. Where else would it be!

She felt the fear rising, almost but not quite, overcoming her. Bile rose in her throat, threatening to break free, her legs ceased to listen to her commands, the blood roared in her ears!

The doors opened. This is it, she thought, leaving the quietness of the lift for the noise and bustle of the foyer. She glanced at the clock facing her, ticking away the seconds. Right on time!

She strode forward, pushing through the doors at the far end of the corridor.

A face, smiling greeted her. How dare she smile! Didn't she know what was going to happen? How unpleasant it was going to be?

We're ready for you now Ella.

She walked into the small, cell like room, the smell making her fear escalate even further.

There, sitting facing away from her, tapping at a computer, was her Nemesis.

Ah, Ella, there you are! Lets get this done.

Ella pulled the device from her pocket.

“Ah, brought your music, I see”, said the dentist. “What are you going to listen to today?”

“Some classical would be relaxing”, said Ella, her hands trembling as she chose the album.

Finally, she had plucked up the courage, at last, she was here. She didn't know what was worse. The fear of the dentist, or the fear of being around crowds of people!

No longer would that wisdom tooth taunt her, giving her pain – within a short time, it would be fixed!

She settled into the chair, making herself as comfortable as possible in the circumstances, put her ear-buds in and waited!

Thursday, 7 February 2019

Life is fragile


Yesterday, I received the sad news that one of my friends had died suddenly.

For him and his family, it was just a normal day. He went into work as usual – and died of a massive heart attack.

It made me realize just how fragile life is. How we don't know which day will be our last.

We don't know what the future holds, how long we will be on this Earth. Hopefully it will be for many years to come, but it may also be only seconds, minutes or days.

We rush through our busy lives, concentrating on deadlines, making money, where we have to be next, rarely thinking about the important people and things in our lives.

We may never have that chance to say sorry, or to say I love you.

We may never see another sunrise.

We may never laugh or cry again.

This may all sound very bleak and dark, but it is not meant to be.

It is about seeing what is important right now, who is important right now.

Don't forget to say I love you, don't forget to kiss, don't forget to cuddle, don't forget to enjoy.

Remember what is important – remember to live!

Friday, 1 February 2019

I need some more milk!


I need some more milk!
I'll nip up the shop,
To buy a few pints,
It's only a short hop.

I go to the door,
Put on my shoes,
But oh, what's that out there?
That's some bad news.

Snow! Lots of snow,
Piled up high,
I'm stuck, I shout,
Looking up at the sky.

I can't open the door!
It's up to my knees!
It's cold and its dark!
Go away please.

I have a shovel!
That will get me out.
But wait, it's in the shed.
Can't reach it, I pout.

I've got some milk,
But it's made out of rice.
I'll try it in tea,
No, it's not very nice!

Looks like I'm stuck,
Can't get to the shop,
But at least its warm,
Under a blanket, I hop.

I spend the day,
Watching telly and stuff,
Tidying the house,
Till I'm quite out of puff!

I've plenty of food,
So its really not bad,
But I can't feed the birdies,
They'll be feeling quite sad.

It's now time for bed,
I hope and I pray,
That the weather gets better,
And the snow goes away!