It’s been the honour of my life to be your motherDaughterWifeTo hold your hand inside my ownTo be a part of how you’ve grownTo love and be loved in my turnTo growto holdlet go andlearn. I’ve been a sister (not the best)I always was much too impressedAnd just a little bit in aweTo tell you [...]
Category: Poem
Migrants
Do we not value human life?
Morning chorus
Imagine if you woke to hear birds singing all as one The morning chorus – organised – not nearly so much fun!
Great
I’m a patriot, it’s plain. I’ll make my nation great again.
King maker
And who decides? Who guides the pack?
