Give Me Moonlight

Give me moonlight,
Give me sunshine.
Fly away with me,

Over the shadows',
That cast the earth.

Run wild over the hills',
Let me feel the sunshine deep.

Swim in the river,
Swim in the streams',
Lets' full fill our wildest dreams'.

The wild wind that blows',
The waves, on the shore line,

Brush our feet,
Let our clothes' flow, like silk,
As we speak.

Give me your hand and hold it tight,
As we share the brightest moonlight.

Lets' picnic on the sands',
Lets' run along the tide,
As it sweeps' our feet,
Let you sweep me away,

Across the sea.
Under the moonlight we will be.
Forever in eternity.

Choice

Oh how time has been and gone,
In the old years', bygone of age,
Desperation is not of my phrase.

We have grown together,
This hour we do share,
For the strength of man,
United, not in fight.

To live together,
We do plough through,
No struggle should be had,
Freedom of choice.


In verse does it stand,
By that of religions', hands',
Hold together, be strong,
Freedom of choice is not wrong.

Sketch

Sketch that paper,
Put something down.
Now, I say, I am not messing around.

Draw that picture,
Now I say, or I will not hear.

Go to your book, pull up that pen,
Listen to me now, or I will go again.
Don't be slow on that mark,
Go to that paper and make a start.

You girl, don't mess around,
Get on with it now,
Don't let me down.

Don't worry, I say,
I will begin, I my own time,
I will win.

I Wish To Write

Be quite, go away, leave me alone.
I do say, I am trying to write,
As my kids begin to fight.

What's that noise you kids' are making,
Quit down, I am concentrating.
What did you say, behave.

I am writing, quite down.
Please don't fight, as I start to write.
Why are you jumping up and down?,
As I shout at them with a frown.

Go play in the garden it's a lovely day.
Why are you here?,
Sitting beside me, while I work.
I really don't need you to sit on my shoulder.
Go play in the garden on your swing,
I need to relax, as I begin.

Don't say that, why do you scream.
Go in the garden, I really wish to begin.
Why are you in this beautiful day?,
I do say, as I pray.

Leave me here and go on your swing,
Why do you insist on staying in?.
TV today please, no, go in the garden and play.
Why do you insist to stay?.

What did you ask for?,
A drink you say, get it yourself you are of a big age.
Do you really think, I am still your slave?.
Now I am not asking, I am telling you , please,
Go on your swing, I need to be at ease.

With a twist and a turn,
How can I get these kids to learn?.
With a battle I fight,
Get out into the garden.
Now I say, or there be nothing nice for you tonight,
So give up that fight.

I am your mummy, remember that,
As you sit on the living room mat.
Arms folding over and lips turning down,
I release my frown, who is winning,
I believe it is not me.
Oh please, leave me at ease,
Go to that garden, please.

With a turn of your head, you look at me,
OK mummy, I will do as you please.
Remember when your in the garden,
Take off your shoes, before you enter the house again.

Oh at last working again,
As I hear the kids' in the garden.
At ease, I do begin,
One minute, what is that I hear?.
A cry, a scream, oh my god dear.
What happened?, are you alright?,
Did you fall down?, or did you fight?.

Come in and have a plaster,
Are you ok now?,
Can I write?, please my little dear,
I don't wish to fight.

With a sigh you look at me,
Ok mummy you say with ease.

Gilly up Horse

Hey, gilly up horse,
Gilly up, I say,
You dont wish to be left behind today.

Hey, gilly up horse,
Gilly up, I say,
You dont wish to be left at home, I say.

Hey you horse, gilly up, on your way.
Go see how the apples' do bob in the water spray.
You horse, carry that box, I say,
Before I leave you on your ways'.

Be brave, you horse, I do say,
For you carry the food for the day.
Don't drop that box you hear,
For I will let you here.

Hey horse, you I say,
We will travel together our way.
Gilly up, I say!

Resting Place

Where did you go, yes you,
The one who called me here.
You gave me a voice of thought,
A place to rest, a time to chat,
A time to catch my dreams.

They were lost and now I have found them,
They have risen again from the depth of my mind.
How is that? You, the one who calls me here,
The unrest of our ever rounding quest.

You called me here, from around the bend,
Behind the pictures and the news of our time,
How is it, that I find myself here?
Once again, the dreams arising from my mind.

Hope, aspiration, love cast this heart three ways,
Oh do behave, how do I find myself in this place?
Behind the dreams, I see, now I have a resting place.

A place full of people the same as me, watching from afar,
As I come to life like that of the falling stars.
I find myself dreaming once again,
Maybe one day, I will find these words,
Upon your heart, reader dear,
You will never part.

Springing Child

Bright sunny, does the sun shine,
Honey brings us home in the summer time.
Birds sing upon the branches thin,
we hear the natural water spring.

We sit upon the grass so dry,
We hear the bees come out of hive.
How delicate they hum.
They have a beautiful drive,
To make honey for their hive.

The smell of the grass,
The color of the flowers.
The rich power of this beauty,
How we love them so.

The flowers glow in summer,
As they do in spring.
We hear the words so wild,
Of this springing child.

Rare

What woman does love theses days',
In a world that is only full of odd phase.
We do find a treasure no wealth can buy,
It is rare as rare as the most rarest butterfly.

We look, we read , we hear , we see,
We wish, we wish for the next words.
As a heart is,
What is stood upon this book?.

No heart have we met that is the same as this,
How can this be?,
Who is she?.
The most well understood,
Amongst them that fly,
Like the rarest of the butterflies.

We are seemingly flying together,
Lets fly.

Time and Space

It is everything, my heart does render.
The call of romance and love,
War and battle, confusion and struggle.
Do we find these Doves' this age?.

We are indeed my dear and darling,
Unique of time and space.
We are that of the old age, wise we rise,
Silent we hide, in this world that hears,
No sigh.

we try to battle on,
With the courage of old thought.

We belong in the years that have begone.
We are here, we see the future near,
Vision is our call, no need to say more.
We are, we now, we will live on.

Through the age of time, history is our line.
Our names they will put, research they will find,
Due to our intellectual minds.

Messages

I miss your messages,
Your sweet voice do I hear,
I think the day is not so clear,
Wishing you were here.

Nothing do I see,
Apart from you,
Come be near me,

With your messages so dear,
To my open ear,
A life do I bare, the fragile tears,
Give me strength,
With your endearing charms,
I do need your arms.

Cuddle me, engulf me,
See me here,
Dress me, my sweet,
My darling dear.

The King

The Heart of a King,
Behold, he is looking,
For his Queen.

Wait, he stops,
Look this way,
I have found a poor,
Queen this day.

She is bold, as bold, as can be,
I will hold,
I will await the key.
When I find it,
In, upon my knee.

Then maybe, just maybe,
We will see,
No delusion,
Is she under,
No pressure does she feel,
She holds on to her head,
And does but kneel.

The heart of the brave,
Can not be brought,
No money, can be sought.
A Queen.

Looking For

What is it, you say,
To me, this day,
Your heart is yearning,
You feel the burning.

The heat, the fire,
The emotions are higher,
Then ever before,
I know that I am sure.

The rage the anger,
The bitterness pour,
Rain and thunder,
Galore.

This is marked by a question for sure,
I have not the answer,
I have the answer for this and that,
During our chats,
But the answer your looking for,
Its in my heart for sure,
I am looking for the door.

With Ease

Mild and gentle,
Should be the breeze,
Of this here,
You go with ease.

I am that of worth,
Not a slave to words,
Not told will I be,
Yet to hold, is it me.

I try to please,
I hold my words,
I write as I can,
And retract.

Yet I find you one,
Your needs are very hard to please,
Please will you take me with ease.
I have no say,
I am not free,
My words are what do please.

So where does that leave me,
In a ring for all to see,
Barring myself on my knees,
Yet I still find myself saying please,
Take this with ease.