REFLECTIONS and RHYME

I think the main message in this poem is the importance of ensuring that you build a good relationship with yourself as surreal as that may sound to some.
At the end of the day, the only person you will be with all of your life is likely to be you, so it’s worth putting the effort in.
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This is a poem about that sense of something bigger than ourselves which we all feel, if we are honest and open.
It speaks of the many others down the ages who have also felt it during their time here.
It is about not disregarding it, but instead learning to respect and include it in our everyday world.
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Sometimes smells can be so important. They can immediately trigger happy nostalgic memories and also some sad and bitter/sweet ones too, such as people we have lost and times gone by. We immediately recall a poignant moment, where we were, who we were with and the feelings as well as the images, can come rushing back.
This poem is about some of the special scents and smells which linger in my brain from my life thus far. 
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This poem is for those listeners who have left the UK to live elsewhere.
It takes a walk down memory lane at the kinds of things they my think about when they look back at their earlier years in the UK..
I guess in a way it is really a poem for us all, no matter where we have put down roots. Home is, after all, where the heart is.

I wrote this poem when I was eighteen. It is a simple children’s fairy tale story about a little mouse and her adventure with some fairies.
It is descriptive and I hope, takes you back to those childhood dreams and fantasies.

Do you find that things just suddenly go missing in your house?   
Do you spend ages looking for them, only for them to suddenly appear a few days later, often in a different place?
If so, then this one is for you. These happenings are explained by the potential existence of Clutter elves.
Scoff all you like, but it's an explanation when you cannot find any others and those elves seem to be everywhere!
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This poem is about those wonderful furry best friends who come into our lives.
The ones who are always there, no matter what, who empathise, sympathise and just know when you are out of sorts or sad, but are also  always there to share the happy times. They are loyal and have no hidden agenda other than to love and be loved. Thank goodness for our furry friends.
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This poem is basically a homage to the great British cup of tea and of
Course, the scrumptious biscuits which we accompany it with, whether
nibbled, dunked or shoved in whole!
 
This great institution has helped us over hundreds of years, through world
 wars and through the many trials and tribulations of everyday life.
Thank goodness for tea and biscuits!
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If you are in any way a twitcher, this one is for you.
In this poem I take a look at the many birds that visit in and around my garden and the delight my husband and I find in watching them. From the Bluetits, to the Thrush and Blackbirds, not forgetting the Owls who call in the nearby woods at night along with the Buzzards and Hawks that soar above. They all bring us joy and a special kind of peace as we watch them on the feeders and in the nesting boxes.

I’ll bet that many of us of a certain age can remember “ Watch with Mother” and the various characters we met back then!
Simple programmes, peaceful, no horror or gore, just simple rules of life for simple times. Happy Days!