Tony Elsby (Poems of life and love)

No journey would be too long,
No effort would be too great,
No call would go unheard,
No sadness would remain uncomforted,
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One day I sat on Santa's knee,
And he asked me what I'd like
If perhaps I wanted football boots,
Or a brand-new two-wheeled bike,
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She rode it through the city street,
In a mask to fight the smog,
Slower than a motor car,
But faster than policeman plod.
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Would that I could walk with you,
Along some distant seashore,
Leaving only footprints
To mark our passing
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A curious and thirsty wasp,
So sadly to relate,
Happened by my woodland hut
And made a big mistake,
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Pain can be felt in so many ways,
Through shattered bones and troubled days,
But the pain of lost love,
As if not enough
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Her birth was long awaited,
This little girl called Shelley,
Who kicked and rolled and squirmed about,
Before departing mummy's belly,
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Those lights aren't just there for comfort,
Or the sign there is safety ahead,
A beacon for the end of a journey,
Putting all kinds of duties to rest
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'This tyre is round, Just like the earth,
'We'll put it on a bike.
'And when we get a bit older, perhaps,
'We'll go look at the world, if you like. ”
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The quicksand of love is the deepest I know,
Since the Apple and Adam it sucks us in slow
And once in its grip we may struggle and shout
But emotions entrap and we’ll never climb out.
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The spirit asked if I would share my dreams
And she lifted me into the clouds
Through the tumult of chaos we passed
Leaving anger and dispute in shrouds
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How well she "flew" did "Memphis Belle",
Okay, her carriage was shot,
Her ageing back had quite a crack,
That pained her such a lot,
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There's no excuse that I can make,
I knew it wasn't right,
I shouldn't have let temptation,
Wreck my youthful life,
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She arrived as such a cuddly pup,
From the smallholding where we picked her up,
And took her home in our little car,
In which she was sick though it wasn't far,
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'What's out there, Jack, across the sea,
Is there a place for you and me?
'And will you stay close Jack. as we swim,
In case we see those fish with a fin?
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Two armies meet upon the street,
And there the balance hangs,
'Better to win the day with our minds,
Than to lose our lives in gangs ”
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There should have been dancing
And hugging, with twirls
The day that you blessed us
With a precious baby girl
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I walked wth you on virgin sand,
The power of the sea becalmed,
We wandered through a hundred dreams,
My mind so deeply charmed.
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