A son sits by his father with questions in his eyes
The father looks down at his son, his pride he can't disguise.
There comes a time when every son must leave his father's care
and venture out into the world to see what happens there.
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Hundreds of people are dying
millions more are displaced
and we sit and watch in horror
as Putin destroys the Ukrainian race
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'Silence is Golden' the old wise man said
'Why' asked the little boy, tucked up warm in bed.
'I think it's boring' his little sister cried,
as she lay there in crumpled heap with Teddy by her side.
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It's over, it's finished, the war has now been won,
Thank God it's finally ended; finished; over; done!
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My Mother was a special gem
not one you'd wear in a diadem
nor one you'd display in a solitaire
but a gem, none the less who knew how to care
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A Christmas Sonnet
"God rest ye merry Gentlemen" we hear the choir sing
in all the towns and villages church bells begin to ring
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In these dark and dismal days
when all around is doom and gloom
Let us seek some simple ways
to spread a little happiness and zoom
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Our nation mourns the loss of our Queen
she was our constant light
these days of sadness, grief and pain
she is gone now from our sight
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He sits alone 'most every night
watching in the firelight,
his useless hands lie on his knee
lifeless, white deformity.
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There is no Glory in a war
only dead bodies by the score.
Generals shout their daily commands
soldiers obey without demands.
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