my writing 2011 my new life starts here i draw a line between past and present

this is my first collection its about back to life and cheating death many times to every one who has stood by me this isfor you
its about my love for my wife even though at times it semed a one way steeet and mainley for my mum who witnessed my pain and cryed with me thank you

to my beloved chrissie

i shelter from the sadness when i think of you i pray to god in heaven that he will see me through my pain is deep within me its been you and only you please protect me from this madness

this is a poem about my late father

a pitcher in my mind my memories of youth still hold a place for in my heart i keep this place both loving thoughts of fond and grace your face in my mind it shall aways be

this is a story that led to a love afair and later a marrage

your presence made me love you but you diddent show me how to stop. you dressed in lace i saw you from a distance my heart started to flutter i was stunned by your buetiful face

she had to be a make up queen

i dont beleve in the mirrors when i was so yung, and life was such fun, mirrors were kind , IT WAS EASY TO BELEIVE IN THE MIRRORS. but when i was in my teens,

please let me into tour heart

when i woke a looked in your eyes i could feel my emotions taking over because i knew iwould not be hurt anymore i want to say i love you but the would is full off fogotton dreams

happy memories of happy moments when every was happy being together

grandad around the bookies no beinging paid his winnings cricket on the telly waching englands innings arm around the girl friend gob stoppers to suck back row of the pitchers

this story brings to life the fears of being out on your own at night

im safe i came out of the darkness panic an eco of a screem a face in the shadow a chance you might meet there is someone at a window envy my heartbeat increaces

there once was a kingdom

day break in the forest the sun is breaking through the trees spring is here once again and with this brings mother natures new born the dear and the antalope are feeding there young