Last words?

Just a quick one... a poem I wrote a couple of years ago that I've read out and about twice recently and had a few comments about. I guess it's not one that the poetry magazines will exactly snap up so it's not worth keeping it hidden away and all that. Instead... here it is:




Last words

I am not old
I'm just well run-in
I am not past it
I'm just past youth
I am not useless
I'm full of stories
I am not over
I'm living truth

I am a mother
And so a daughter
I am a heartbeat
That might be heard
I am a poem
That's all I leave you
I am a lesson
Word follows word



RF 2010

Last call?

Who have we been visiting?

Out and about

A couple of things seen in Leeds city centre yesterday...

In one of the many shopping centre/malls:




And in the old market:



Very much enjoying being in England and visiting all the nearest and dearest. Looking forward to getting home for a rest!

x

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