Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson
Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson Poems
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Crash, smash a flying bottle
Enters my back yard at full throttle
I missed the little blighters which is more than a pity
But thats just simple run of the mill when you live in ASBO City
The party starts at twelve a.m. the music plays til three
I wouldnt really mind so much
But THE WOMBLES aint for me!
Up pulls a local taxi van
Intoxicated youths on board
They've hopped over next doors garden gate
Coz the fare they cant afford
The impatient taxi driver rings on the neighbours bell
Until he finally realises a rat he starts to smell
Were You There?
You left my life but were you still there?
When I needed some guidance and someone to care.
Within my heart you warmed my soul
As my faith went slipping down a black hole
My life looked bleak, I felt nothing at all
Could pick me up so I had to fall
As I lay on rock bottom shone a glimmer of light
Energising inside me needing to fight
For years I searched for answers