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Wild Cherry Tree

NaNoWriMo Day 20 Wild Cherries

This is a wild cherry tree, there’s two or three along here.
We didn’t get many cherries in cherry time this year.
In spring the cherry blossom is impressive for a week
Lighting up the lane that winter left so bleak
Once the blossom falls, the cherries start to set.
And we start to imagine the harvest that we’ll get.
The choicest fruit are out of reach it always makes us frown.
But next year I’ll have my walking stick to pull the branches down.

Broken Pot

NaNoWriMo Day 19 – I Fall To Pieces

I’ve fallen to pieces, I’m sorry to say.
It happened a while ago, on a cold day.
Jack Frost came by and he sprinkled his rime,
Together we had such a cracking good time.
He’s gone on his way – not a glance to the rear
And left me alone, lost and desolate here.
He took me out dancing and whirled me around,
I hoped he would never put me on the ground.
These memories all bring a smile to my face,
He’s a part of my heart I can never replace.
I miss him so much, but by the same token
I may be in pieces but I’m certainly not broken.

The Phone Lines In The Tree

NaNoWriMo Day 18 The Phone Lines In The Tree

Seasons turn with the year’s slow pace.
Twig and branch sleep.
News by wire in a hectic race,
Appointments keep.

Winter drains all the sap away
And waits for Spring.
Offers valid just for today,
Urgency bring.

Nature moves in its old, old time,
Steady and slow.
Hearts and minds to a different chime,
Faster must go.

Winter’s Shadow

NaNoWriMo Day 17 Out for a Walk

Isn’t it warm today, here in the sheltered sun?
Down the hill, we’ve walked together on our daily “run”.
Now it’s back up the hill, to the coffee we’ve earned,
And a sweet treat – to put back that energy we’ve burned.

Old age has come to limit our speed and our range.
Times past we ventured far, but times pass and times will change.
Growing old is a pain, but if it’s what we must do,
I’m just so glad, My Sweet, that I’m growing old with you.

Just A Few Left

NaNoWriMo Day 16 – Selling Fast

Hurry. Hurry, they’re selling out fast.
Just these few here and then that’s the last
You’re going to miss out, what will you do?
Everyone will have one – except you.

How will you ever hold your head high?
Things will get worse, and one day you’ll die!
Then you’ll be sorry, see if I’m right.
Gimme your cash now, and don’t be so tight.

You can trust me, I’m your best friend,
I know what’s good for you in the end.
Don’t ask me questions, if, what and how
Just gimme your cash, right here and now.

NaNoWriMo Day 15 – Halfway House

Like a glass half full or empty,
We’ve reached the middle here.
We need to stop and take a rest.
Check front, left, right and rear.

We’ve kept our target in our sights,
We’ve met each challenge too.
So, carry on and carry on,
Is all we have to do.

Another fifteen days to go,
Fifteen pics left to take.
If nature won’t oblige us then,
We can just fall back on cake.

The Hole In The Hedge

NaNoWriMo Day 14 Questions

There’s a hole in the hedge, and it made me think.
From this side to that side it forms a straight link.
Now, who made the space for the hole to fit in,
This side or that side, short and fat, tall and thin?
And weren’t they so clever, with wisdom so wise
That they made a space that was just the right size?
Now was the space they made, left or right handed?
Did it need drilling out or to be sanded?
Did it fit tightly or need to be padded,
Complete in its box so nothing was added?
So many questions with no solid answers
Was our space made by a couple of chancers?