Needwood School

We became school chums

In a grand house

With gardens, lake and flowers

Woods, fields and trees

Time to leave and say goodbyes

To the sheltered life

Part of our life died

When life seems dark

So full of fears

And hopes are filled with pain

When you feel lost

Upon life's path

Then guidance comes again

Each passing phase

When all seems lost

Will turn around -you'll see

Then future hopes

And future strengths

Will flourish there to be

For in your heart

You'll find the place

Where all you've lost will grow

When thoughts as wings

Upon the air

Into your life will flow

When life returns

With love so bright

Ideas and hopes conceived

Remember then

In passing thoughts

What you've so far achieved

Your dreams of hope

Are shared by all

Their loving thoughts bestow

When times are hard

Don't give up hope

For doubts and fears will go

School chums

Same upbringing

Feeling forgiven

Strong bonds in tow

Recall happy days

And happy times

Always here to stay

We share our dreams

And hopes

Upon life's path

Back to that sheltered place

Which we call home

Linda M Breeze

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Heaven and Earth

Of pure ablution round earth's shores,

The moving waters at their priest like task,

Gazing on the new soft green mask.

Or snow upon the mountains and moors:

Stars in velvet black sky envelope the day,

Till it is time to eat and pray.

Enshaded in forgetfulness divine,

Until the passed day is ready to shine.

The day delight in sweet remembering,

Live tapestries woven and completing.

The sight of beauty from my eyes,

Warm breaths, whispers and sweet voices.

Man asks the world for grace,

Thou art alive with fate.

Am frightened of hateful thoughts,

Of man's dark misdeeds to do wrong.

And to wreak havoc and destruction:

For one's own good to change the world,

To terror and evil darkness unknown.

Only for heavenly progenies,

To restore our visions of the future,

With calm, love, hope and peace.

Open face of heaven to breathe.

When from the heavens I saw:

My heart took fire with pleasure,

To feel forever the sweet unrest.

It is heaven we rejoice,

Warmth, whiteness and paradise.

Out citadel timeless and full of light,

And sweet godly victory to bind.

Linda M Breeze

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