It's Good Friday today. I've been having yet another sort out of my paraphernalia. Photos, cards, postcards, newspaper cuttings, poems I've written. I am utterly ridiculous in the amount of 'stuff' I keep and collect. I'm trying to sort my house out so my kids don't have to do it once I'm no longer here. It would take them months! Plus most of what I've kept over the years will probably go straight in the bin! Quite sad really that none of them are as sentimental as me. Looking at old photos of when my children were small makes me sad. The years go by so quickly. Thank goodness for our two precious Grandchildren, but even they are growing so quickly. Nino will be 7 and Alana 4 this November!
Kasia has just been round with some flowers and a card for me. Also a couple of chocolate bunnies for Nino and Alana. We have no kids over Easter. Lella is away in the lakes and Mario and the kiddies are at a caravan park. Lucia and Aaron are coming for dinner on Sunday though which will be lovely.
Anyway enough of my ramblings. These are a couple of poems I wrote years ago that I want to save here just incase 😀
SNOW
They
said there’d be snow, but it’s not happened yet!
I
have to admit I’m a tad upset.
All
Winter I’ve awaited that blanket of white.
That
falls silently all through the night.
Oh!
Let there be snow!
No
prettier sight in the world to be seen,
Than
when the dull earth glows with that Heavenly sheen.
Hiding
the dark spots of the weathered turf.
Like
sprinkles of icing sugar up on the roof
Oh!
Give us a glow!
It’s
snowed in the North, and the South and the East.
But
Blackpool’s missed out ‘cause it’s far in the West.
“Too
much salt in the air” That’s what they say.
But
it’s been here before, so it can find its way.
Oh!
To the West show!
Many
years ago, when my children were small.
It
snowed so much that I thought we would all,
Be
buried alive beneath that mound of white.
Never
more to see that wonderful sight.
Oh! Please do show!
As
Autumn ends, I wait each year.
For
the first snowflakes to appear.
The
weatherman says “There’s snow on the way!”
But
it doesn’t come here to brighten my day.
Oh!
Do say “Hello”
All
through November and Christmastime too.
I’ve
waited so patiently for you.
To
show me your prettily patterned ice.
Land
on my windowpane, now that would be nice.
Oh!
Come to me now!
January
passed with not a sign.
Of
that beautiful cover of snow so fine.
February
too has been and gone.
Far
too late now, it’s over and done.
Oh!
Where did you go?
Ah
well! It’s now March and the Mad Hare is about.
So
Spring is nigh and the first buds are out.
Snowdrops
have gone and Daffodils bloom.
The
weatherman predicts sunshine to dispel the gloom.
Oh! Please don’t snow!
Written
by Annette Boccaccio
01/03/2006
Weather
The wind
howled like a dying wolf
As rain lashed against the window pane.
Thunder roared and lightening flashed
As round and round went the weather vane.
Hail struck the ground with a mighty thud
Turning the lane into a stream of mud.
Then as suddenly as the sun had gone
The clouds disappeared
And brightly it shone.
Annette
Boccaccio
