Lynette Bednall Poems

POEM FOR GLENYS

Glenys is my sister, she's the eldest of 9 and I only lived with her for a very short time
There's ten years between us so whilst I was a child she lived through her teen years of jiving very wild
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6Oth BIRTHDAY POEM TO MY SISTER BEVERLEY

Congratulations on reaching big 60
It´s quite an achievement if I may say so your convinced you´ll never get there
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So many things are said about mothers
Normally from children but also from others
But not very often has it been said
From the mouth of a mother whilst laying in bed
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A Poem for Ashley

Congratulations on reaching age of nine
I am proud to say you're a son of mine
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Five weeks into lockdown I have not lost my mind
But times they have been testing of a certain kind
The fear is not so driven it's giving me a rest
Cos I am safe at home within my little nest
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Lockdown has been lifted hip hip hip hoorah
The place is not deserted and trips we can go far
The mood has started shifting we can breathe again once more
The shops and bars are opening our beaches are for sure
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WIND BENEATH YOUR WINGS
There was an old man called Jack Hardy, he wore the most mukiest cardy, for on it you'd see what he'd had for his tea, including his brekky and sarnie. T'was not his fault, not even revolt, for his hands had a terrible quiver, he'd eat from a tray and his gravy would stray, especially if he'd eaten liver.
He shuffles along with the tiniest steps, squinting as he finds his way, his bottle top glasses resemble mollases and his falsies the colour of hay.
His hair is very white and in curls it all falls down, it's thinning on the top now, he looks like Coco the clown.
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POEM FOR OUR MOTHER

I would like to pay a tribute to my mother who was kind
Her life was very busy it is stored within my mind
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BERTIE THE FROG

Hello my dear friends your ear may I lend
To listen to my story till my journey's end
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MEMORIES OF A CHILDHOOD JOURNEY

I've just turned 35 now my life is flowing by I think of all the memories and give a little sigh
My childhood I remember so happy sad and gay so many brothers and sisters to help me on my way
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