I help my mother with the week’s shopping
It’s from me that she knows what we all need
I get out the food she needs for shopping
Whilst she drives me around at top speed
When I tell a joke she thinks it’s funny
And she encourages all my writing
My father and I like to watch TV
We find the action movies just the thing
I help in his acts of home improvement
And he teaches me all about driving
We both go up mountains of steep ascent
And spend the weekends going kayaking
No, I don’t hate my parents – like I should
Because one day they’ll both be gone for good
30th December 2006
An archive of sonnet poetry collating two decades of material written by a nutter.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Make Me Smile
My love, you will always be beautiful
You will never tarnish, decay or fade
Deep within my heart you will always rule
You bring in light where once was only shade
My love, you will always make me happy
You’ll always pick me up when I’m down
Your mere presence makes me want to be me
And to see no reason to wear a frown
My love, together always we should be
Regardless of what anyone else might say
It has and always will be you, you see
I wouldn’t have it any other way
My love, I want always to be with you
Because no one else can do what you do
30th December 2006
You will never tarnish, decay or fade
Deep within my heart you will always rule
You bring in light where once was only shade
My love, you will always make me happy
You’ll always pick me up when I’m down
Your mere presence makes me want to be me
And to see no reason to wear a frown
My love, together always we should be
Regardless of what anyone else might say
It has and always will be you, you see
I wouldn’t have it any other way
My love, I want always to be with you
Because no one else can do what you do
30th December 2006
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