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My grandfather passed it down to my dad,
It was when grandad died, very sad,
Dad beavered away and got it going,
Through heavy digging and seed sowing.
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Alone again, thought patterns, my keepers giving me direction,
Out of an emergency find a way, her attide, protection,
Stay aloof, assert myself, say how I feel,
Scream into my pillow, that's making an appeal,
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A simple tin,
What a way to begin,
The romance of the year.
While bombs fell and blackouts dwelled,
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Following the shadows of those that follow me,
Exploring the castles leading to the eternal tree,
The skull and the cross both death and life,
Staying strong through the fever and the strife.
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I am always creating circles,
Of those in my personal world,
Family, friends and doctors,
Into separate little curls.
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Stay true to yourself and to your soul,
Do all you need to reach your goal,
It's your heart you need to manage,
Stay the same don't let sensitivity damage.
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A group who cares,
A group that shares,
Opening the window into the light,
When you feel you've lost all your might.
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Impulsive thoughts mimiced by another,
Those pills again I thought were my brother,
Fighting against them it's a battle,
If I did my stomach would rattle.
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A live soul on one side,
One dead on the other,
It takes you on lifes ride,
Be it sister or brother.
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A greeting a wait then upstairs,
Off to see a proffesional that cares,
I take a seat and off load my woes,
A sympathetic ear advice from she that knows.
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Little piles building up,
Creating stacks of tears,
Each morning Breakfast cup,
A headache slowly sears.
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Focus on your goal,
Mind, body and soul,
You can achieve it,
Ascend from the pit.
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Just a coffee and a chat,
About our this and that,
Those around us do not care,
But we are well aware.
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Lots of turmoil, panic and unrest,
Maybe I have a solution,
A way to rationalize what's best,
Forget the past, the institution.
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She walked a rocky path,
Been left with the aftermath,
Trying to climb the mountain,
To reach the refreshing fountain.
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Oh it's so hard at the mo,
To be one with the night wanting it so,
Another pill, another cup of tea again,
Blocking the thoughts, and fears I must now refrain.
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You will find in life when you're in despair,
You'll have a day when that someone special is there,
It might be a call, a chance meeting,
Just what you need, some company or a lovely greeting.
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Two wonderful stars against the odds fighting through the years,
Through their afflictions, the sadness and the tears.

He embraces his illness and appreciates all that he attains,
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A little inspiration is all it took,
For me to pull things from my book,
Words that were written within my heart,
Down onto paper and onto a chart.
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Her little curls, her cheeky smile,
My darling little child,
Her innocence glows and shines through the clouds,
The clouds of lifes troubles,
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My grandfather passed it down to my dad,
It was when grandad died, very sad,
Dad beavered away and got it going,
Through heavy digging and seed sowing.

I remember going as a child,
When it was sunny or very mild,
Picking blackberrys for a pie,
My mum would make it by and by.

Got older and i learned the trade,
I followed just how vegetables were made,
Tying the beans and supressing the weeds,
Dad instructed the plants wants and needs.

Then when it was time for dad to go,
He helped me from above to continue to grow,
I persevered with this for many years,
Sometimes with happi ness and others with tears.

Eventually there came a time to stop,
My back gave in, couldn't harvest the crop,
With sadness it was me that had to go,
Didn't want to give up but so ended the show.

I handed in the keys, gave friends some tools,
My eyes welled up like seashore pools,
But a rainbow appeared on that day,
Saying both grandad and dad loved me anyway.

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