There’s the church
There’s the steeple
there are the multi-cultural people

There is the library
The beautiful park
There are the flats on the old car park

There’s dereliction
Where people paid rent
The pubs where drunken nights were spent

There’s the statues
The Rolling Stones
The rockers of Dartford who soon left home

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The sad man of the town
Sitting by the door entrance
His face telling tragic tales
His eyes sunken and empty
He pulls tomatoes from the vine
Scowling and angry
he throws them at the passes by

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Of all the Mums in all the towns
I think you are a winner
You wash my clothes
and hear my rants
and make me tasty dinners

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Mum you’re the best in Dartford Town
You turn my frowns to upside down
You do my washing
and bake me cakes
You walk the dog round Dartford lakes
Mum you’re the best and you must agree
Cos in just 9 months you created me!

Thanks Mum
I love you lots

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I love your big heart
My Sweet gentle Mum
I love your big hugs
and your big wobbly bum!

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My ever changing life

Being the youngest
Being so small
Trying my best with Maths at school
Being the comic
Being the fun
Trying my best to please everyone
Being a sketcher
Being a dream
Learning to live outside of the scheme
Being a child
Being a girl
Finding my feet in the big wide world
Being a worker
Being a wife
Dealing with bills and the usual strife
Being a mother
Being so grown
Loving the joys they brought to the home
Being single
Being afraid
Questioning how mistakes can be made
Being a women
Being adored
Living a life where I rarely felt bored
Being a Nanna
Being to care
Always protecting, being aware
Being an elder
Being myself
Grateful of what my life has dealt

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Greek
It’s a language I’d love to learn but
often it’s all Greek to me
and worse than double Dutch

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I can’t say much these days
I am lost in dilemma
I am swimming against the tide
I cannot take the trying
for it’s never going to get me closer to shore

I can’t do much these days
I am weary from the miles I’ve run
and though I need that rest
my body aches, my heart is heavy
I cannot make the move to close that door

I can’t feel much these days
I am cold, confused and numb
I worry that whatever choice I take,
whatever wish I make, just will not be the best
One day I won’t worry anymore and be relieved to be at rest

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I’m glad I met you
for you are an illuminator
and not a diminisher
I could tell by your first look
and your first questions
that you were kind
You looked at me
as someone valuable

And I am pleased we met
for you are an accompanist
who likes to ask questions of me
and likes to play with me
You listen to my joys or sorrows
and are curious of my story
You don’t want to match it top it or
out do me
You value me as another person
who may not have the same life or
the same reasons
but you never look down on me
but show me respect and kindness
and raise me high

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Ladies want men
to understand women
It wasn’t thought through though
as they are so different
Each have needs that are poles apart
His focus, his organ
Her focus his heart
He wants action
while she longs affection
Her oestrogen’s high
but so’s his erection
It’s no wonder their feelings
need to be aired
as a happiness bubble’s a complex affair

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