You so crease me up with laughter

That a tear comes into my eye

But the thing that I find harder;

When you crease me up with laughter.

And just act dafter and dafter;

Is no matter how hard you try

You crease me up with laughter

But I still see a tear in your eye.

via Laughter

Rapid fire questions

Who’ll get them right?

Fingers on buzzers

Big prize tonight.

Rapid fire questions

The pressure is on.

Struggling for answers

What have you won?

I have a question

Answer me quick

Questions keep coming

Come at a lick.

Rapid fire questions

Tonight’s special prize.

Your always a winner

At least in my eyes.

via Rapid

Some days the sun wakes feeling good

And stretching down, a smile upon its face,

It reaches out and pulls aside the clouds

To cast its light on each forgotten place.

We feel its warming breath upon our skin

And gladdened do not linger in our beds

But rise to meet that beckoning day

A summer lightness in our heads.

And memory’s made of days like this

When gracious sun bestows its kiss.

Remembered days, each sweet as this.

Our childhood days when school was out

And time was ours and we were free.

Or watching children of our own who play

And giggle, sun warmed, blissfully.

We need the sun to cheer our sky

So may it shine on you today.

You flaunt your wealth

For all your worth

Wealthy braggart

What could be worse?

You don’t much care

For the likes of us

Shove in our face

Ill gotten riches.

So full of yourself

Too big for your breeches.

You’ve few real friends

For all your riches.

via Flaunt

I walked today through bluebell woods

As the sun dappled through the trees.

A good dirt path beneath my feet

And a small dog off his lead.

It was a perfect woodland scene

We’d the breath of spring in our lungs

So good to simply be outside

A part of it all alive

via Bubble

You said we can’t live in a bubble

Insisted the bubble should burst.

We dropped to the ground in an instant

And people around us got hurt.

You can’t rely on a bubble

They burst and people get hurt

You drop to the ground in an instant

It’s real and that means people hurt.

It’s real life that really matters

Life in a bubble’s no good.

You can’t always live in a bubble

Though sometimes I wish that we could.

There’s a polar bear

On the Isle of Wight

A fact not many know.

But he’s stark and white

Against the cliffs

And plain for all to see.

He’s not as fierce

As some can be

But marks his territory.

Bungalows,

The retro feel

He protects them avidly.

A polar bear

On the Isle of White

Seen across the sea

A striking sight

Against the rocks

Protects his territory.