My Special Mum

Mum and Dad, Earls Court, Macclesfield, Cheshire, England

Happy Days!

Always patient, always kind
Got a problem?  Never mind!
Always there with time to listen
Wipe away the tears that glisten

Friend, confidante all in one
Never too tired to have some fun
Wise and generous, good and true
Even in hard times, seldon blue

Always working, at home or away
Loved to cook and have people to stay
Good in the garden, good in the house
Kind to the cat and kind to the mouse

Faithful wife to my darling Dad
Stayed together through good and bad
Struggles, heartaches, laughter and tears
A really good marriage through many years

And when Dad died and went to heaven
She worked even harder, the work of seven
Always loving and always true
Oh how I strive to be more like you!

What an example you set for us kids
To love one another and be staunch Brits
To carry on working with joy and with pride
And right to the end, to behave like a bride

A lover to father, a mother to us
You never were one to make a big fuss
You just did your duty, with love and with laughter
And showed us we could live happily ever after

Rain

It's raining once again today
I like the rain, what can I say?
'Cause rain makes all our gardens green
More rain than this I've seldom seen!

The flowers bloom, the veggies grow
It gives you confidence to sow
For summer's sun is good to see
But earth needs rain, and so do we

And without water, what can live?
I think the sky has more to give!
And that's OK, bring on the rain
The sun will shine, once more, again

And food abundant for the bears
In forests where they have their lairs
Will keep the bears away from town
And stop the need to mow them down

The squirrels, happy in their trees
The birds are happy, so are bees
So rain, you can keep falling still
And help our lakes and rivers fill.

Phoebe

Phoebe and Henry on settle with Toffee nearby

Phoebe in pet garden at mouse watch area

Phoebe is a feral cat
She was born in the wild, what's wrong with that?
She looks so calm upon the seat
But taming her was no small feat!
We've been together many years
And still I can't allay all fears
She trusts me now, I'm pleased to say
And now feels safe enough to play

When people come to visit me
They sometimes look, but seldom see
My Phoebe is a feral cat
She was born in the wild, what's wrong with that?

And now my Henry cat is old
Dear Phoebe stops him being cold
She sleeps with Henry every day
She's kind to him in every way

When meals are served, she cannot wait
And other cats avoid her plate
For little Phoebe can be tough
And if you push her, even rough
If Ginger cat goes near her dish
She growls at him, her tail aswish
My Phoebe is a feral cat
She was born in the wild, what's wrong with that?

Each evening, up to me she comes
She wants a stroke and shows her tum
That means she trusts me very much
She loves to kiss me, feel my touch
But if another should approach
She'll run and hide beneath the couch
It takes a while to trust, you see
And you are you, you are not me
My Phoebe is a feral cat
She was born in the wild, what's wrong with that?

I am so glad I took the time
To know my Phoebe, now she's mine
I took her home for her sake, yes
But she is now the one to bless
For loving Phoebe, she loves me
And she is such good company
My Phoebe is a feral cat
She was born in the wild, what's wrong with that?

My England

I love you, my England, yes I do
If love it is, then why leave you?
Well, even though I love to roam
My heart will always call you 'home'
And one day soon, my roaming done
I'll come back home, we'll have such fun

And once again I'll walk your lanes
My dog in tow, my heart in chains
We'll walk on beaches, by the sea
And throw some sticks, my dog and me
And when I want, I'll find a pub
And have my share of English grub

My England, I can hardly wait
To open up a creaking gate
Which leads me to my English home
I'll never feel I'm on my own
For I'll be back with folk like me
We islanders, who love the sea

Yes, I'll be back, I hope it's soon
There's nothing like an English June

My Toffee

Photo by Penny McKay, BC, Canada (c)

And so you sleep at end of day
You're tired now, worn out by play

You precious bundle
Precious dog
So full of love
A gift from God

In snow filled days
You find delight
But rain and storms
Give you a fright

Your fur is clipped
For summer now
You look so cute
With well clipped brow

My days are built around your fun
For I am now your human mum
We wake together at each dawn
And start our day with stretch and yawn

You're not a morning dog, I know
And sometimes breakfast comes and goes
You won't eat yet, too early still
Another nap will help, then fill
Your tummy with a tasty treat
I do so love to see you eat

And every evening we share
The sofa, with some loving care
As up to me you come and snuggle
My book put down, we have a cuddle

And when it's time once more to sleep
I know, my company, you'll keep
For we are one
My dog and I
And will be always
Till we die

And maybe even then, who knows
My Toffee: so much love she shows.....