every year has seasons.  spring summer autumn winter to
spring is when the plants grow as they come pushing through
coming through the soil from the underground
growing everywhere spreading all around

summer is the time when the sun begins to soar
that time of the year for holidays once more
autumn is the time when trees begin to bare
leaves begin to fall dropping everywhere

winter brings the snow pure and so white
spreading all around on a winters night
brings a peaceful feeling makes you feel so free
each and every season has different things to see

i heard a robin singing in my apple tree
a lovely lullaby with a gentle melody
every note in key every note in tune
touched my heart inside when he began to croon

i sat there and listened as he sang to me
in my mind forever his song will always be
when his song was over he flew into the sky
i wont forget the robin or his lullaby

on the 19th of june i lost the one i love
the angels came and took her to heaven up above
now all the pain has gone no sorrow will there be
she is with the angels now  with a lifes thats free

looking down on loved ones each and every day
sending down her love from where the angels stay
now her life is happy no more pain to bare
in a world of love with angels everywhere

i cant wait for my turn when the angels come for me
to take me to my loved one where i long to be
once again together in heaven up above
side by side together with the one i love

https://youtu.be/mate1Zr2iD0 there is a video
with a song i wrote  for poem

whats happened to the world wars are every where
places where people lived now no longer there
missiles drones and planes flying overhead
blowing up there houses leaving people dead

talks of peace ignored  battles carry on
and a cease to fighting up to now theres none
just a  lot of senseless killing  children adults to
houses they once lived in blown away from view

it is such shame it has to be that way
killing never stops blood spilled every day
any terms of peace all have been made void
many peoples lives left totally destroyed

where ever there are children happiness is found
lots of little faces smiling all around
bringing back the days when we were children to
having lots of fun with things we used to do

holidays abroad spent with mum and dad
all the happy times that made you feel so glad
playing in the park on roundabout and swings
doing all the things that a childhood brings

when your all grown up with a family
it brings back the time of how it used to be
watching as they smile as they begin to play
bringing back your childhood days every single day

i remember in the good old days when i was just a lad
all the different cars different ones i had
triumph herald. ford anglia and the mini to
morris 1000 standard 10 they was just a few

cars that you could fix with  a toolbox in boot
fix it by the roadside get back on your route
now things have changed there run by ecu
if you breakdown now nothing you can do

now you need a garage that has computor to
so they can fix the problem retune the ecu
not like the good old days with toolbox in the boot
fix it by the road side get back on your route

HOW MANY REMEMBER THEM DAYS

families have a bond that is always there
a very special bond that all families share
it is there from birth for you whole life through
that will always stay there inside of you

keeps families united a bond that you cant break
there inside your heart no one can ever take
a very special thing that all families share
a bond that lasts for life that is always there