My boys 2

I know my limitations and I know what I can do,
Not prone to responsibility if I can put the blame on you.

Never was good at mother-hood, should have been better ..lord knows
but life’s like that, we can’t go back, it just the way it goes

I know my limitations, they aint never going to change
I could have done it differently but wouldn’t that be strange?

I never asked to be this way, I’m only what I am
You take me or you leave me, I couldn’t give a dam!

There are things I could improve on, okay.. there’s quite a few
But two things that that come naturally good, is my love for Ricky & Blue!

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The unexpected

The Unexpected.

When I told me mates, they day arf loff, I couldn’t see what was funny?
I’d found a wench the night befower who said she’s be my honey.

Dow get me wrong, she wor the kind yode tek hum to ya mum
But her’d bin gone ten years or mower, it was time I had some fun.

I’d seen err a dozen times or mower, at night, in all kinds of weather
And I felt for that poor wench I did, not a penny to rub together.

But stupid as I always am and then me being rather shy
Every night I tried to spake, I bottled it and went n passed her by.

One night she stood arms folded as I was drawing near,
She looked beneath me cap n said, ok you’l do my dear.

She wanted me to tek her hum, I wor havin none of that
So instead we sat beneath the lamp and had a real good chat.

I talked about my redundancy, my health and severance pay,
She smiled so sweet, my heart stood still, couldn’t tek me eyes away

Excited for our next meeting, she sed she’s moving in?
Gob smacked and happy I was right then, at how lucky I had bin!

But today I lost my true love, she’s gone and blooming left me
My heart is sore my mind is blank and I feel so very empty.

What con I do without err? who’ll be there to shift me fears
I cor imagine life without my bride, not after 40 years!

The recovery day.

Did yo all dress up on New years eve
In ya fancy dress up cloos
Gooin on a pub crawl,
supping too much booze?

Someone ud tek the photos,
while the rest pulled funny ferces
We used ter think we looked so cool
in our bodices and lerces

We wud all sing arr yeds off
Not one of us in tune
We’d dance berfoot as we sang
Under a frozen December moon

Them wuz the best nights ever
We day arf av a loff
An the best part was: there was no werk
Cus we had New Years day off.

The recovery day we called it.

Its hot!

Its hot, it hot, and it takes a lot, to cool myself …oh God!
I go out looking fresh and dry and come back like a sod?
I’ve not been cold, for quite awhile, it seems I sweat forever.
I wouldn’t mind it half as much if it acclimatised with the weather.

I walk around in sleeveless tops while others dress for snow?
I sweat while i’m in Asda and I’m sure the old gals know.
It’s that sympathetic smile that says Oh yes she’s in the flush”
it’s not funny ,I aye laughing when I get the sweaty rush.

Getting older never scared me, and I’m really cool with dying
But the sweat that trickles down my face is getting very trying.

And I aint lying!
No oh no I aint lying.

Pass that last tiptop!

My boys

A Son will hold your hand, but only for awhile.
Time is oh too short, when ‘your’ the object of his smile.

He will grow to love another girl, Your boy is moving on.
But oh its grand to watch him grow, this boy, this man, your son.

He won’t recall you singing, your stories or your fun,
But when needed he won’t be far way, after all you are his Mom.

And I always will be thankful, so proud I am of you,
I was blessed, but with not only one, I was blessed with two!

You may only have clutched my hand for that ‘baby’ time together,
But you will both in equal measures, hold this heart of mine forever.

 

WARNING  .. Do not read the next bit if you have a nervous disposition.

Did you read this rhyme and think out loud; “You know that aint arf bad”
Did you click on the ‘like it’ though?  …Oh boy I wish you had!
I’m getting self conscious now cause No one likes my stuff,
I try real hard, I really do! but it seems it’s not enough.

Now look what you have done to me, I’m feeling all morose
I’m not about to scarp this blog but I’m getting very close
Have I made you feel guilty yet? are you thinking; “Oh what a shame”,
“this girl is sad, now I feel bad, because yes I am to blame”!

Hold up, I jest! Awwww dow look sad, I’m just taking the Mike
but all this could be avoided if you’d only hit that like!

Cheeky cow aye I?  🙂

Que sera, sera

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here’s what she said to me.

Oh your life is already set,
not giving a dam aint killed no one yet
You’ll land on two feet & that’s my best bet
I pity the heart ache of those you have met

When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here’s what my sweetheart said.

Oh you have to be joking you know,
This is as far as my love will go
What we reap is what we must sow
I’m outa here, you take it easy bro!

Now I have children of my own
They asked their mother, what will they be
Will they be handsome, will they be rich
I told them tenderly.

Oh you bet your ass you will,
life’s what you make it, but still …
Don’t forget luck with a twist of thrill
Your on a course, and its going to be brill.

Now I grow older what do I see
My Mom was right when she spoke about me
And my kids are healthy, happy and free
So …. Whatever will be … will be!

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

WARNING  .. Do not read the next bit if you have a nervous disposition.

Did you read this rhyme and think out loud; “You know that aint arf bad”
Did you click on the ‘like it’ though?  …Oh boy I wish you had!
I’m getting self conscious now cause No one likes my stuff,
I try real hard, I really do! but it seems it’s not enough.

Now look what you have done to me, I’m feeling all morose
I’m not about to scarp this blog but I’m getting very close
Have I made you feel guilty yet? are you thinking; “Oh what a shame”,
“this girl is sad, now I feel bad, because yes I am to blame”!

Hold up, I jest! Awwww dow look sad, I’m just taking the Mike
but all this could be avoided if you’d only hit that like!

Cheeky cow aye I?  🙂