I wrote this poem when the days began disappearing . I would wake- work- then bed. All too soon the day was ended.This poem reminds me to make the most of my day-to use each waking moment which will never be repeated- to remember that there will never be one identically the same.Whenever I readContinue reading “Sunset”
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A New Day
Poem number Thirteen I wrote this poem in response to being told to “sit down .” Whenever I read this poem I am reminded of the scene and my pulse races with indignation still.I was attending a training course for managers-the topic was Safeguarding (level 3) One manager opined , and I paraphrase- that sheContinue reading “A New Day”