The pink blossoms Of a summer morning Sleep soundly Under my low windows Calmly beautiful and serene

I left Pixie Tree unattended a rare guest a chair a bed and love

Bonjour Madame Merci pour cette soirée J’ai une sœur aînée Elle s’appelle Minette

I have small painting on the landing At the top of the brittle stairs It has always been in this house I have no idea of the artist

It was a day within a dream A day so slow as if without breath N sat on a rock of smooth granite And counted the glass reflections Of the sing sing fish As they slowly changed colour

It was a day within a day A day so slow as if without breath I sat on a rock of smooth granite And counted the glass reflections Of the sing sing fish Within the dying waves

Never let contaminated minds Change your views Always believe in yourself Blue will always be blue Red will always be red This is not open To discussion

It was during one of my first Domestic Science lessons That Mrs Penfold-Harris Clearly told the class That salt and sugar do not mix They have never mixed And any attempt to mix Salt and Sugar Would end in tears Josephine Thank you so much for your memory I have arranged for this to be […]

I was the only English astronaut chosen for the Artemis Moon mission This said I had lived in the US for many years There were a number of heated discussions when I was chosen As I was not an American I argued that God was an Englishman Which did not go down very well At […]

my question is my only question it is an important question in heaven will i regain my sight that is all just say yes or no whatever the answer you will make me so very happy