There comes a time When you have to forget When nothing is left When things buried Have been brought to light Burned away And the ashes scattered To the winds There comes a time When nothing is left When all sounds Have faded away Even that Of goodbye I would love to say Part ofContinue reading “My Lie”
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Oil Painting for Women’s Aid 2012
The Love Of Oranges
The Love of Oranges A man offered me an orange He wanted me to try I would not accept his orange But I wouldn’t tell him why Again he offered me his orange He gently whispered “please taste” Furiously i shook my head “NO!” I shouted with haste See, i’d once been given an orangeContinue reading “The Love Of Oranges”
