Tag: Writing

I Believe…

I Believe…

I believe…. In you and in me, We may not always understand where we are going. We may not always like where we are going. But we are moulding ourselves to make us the best we can, I believe that we can do it, I 

Blogoversary!

Blogoversary!

Today is And Then All I Thought About Was You’s birthday we are officially one year old! It has been a mammoth year that I never ever expected to happen, I have made friends with people, have met people and have actually had people read my 

Far, Far Away, Deep Out Into The Sea!

Far, Far Away, Deep Out Into The Sea!

Life is hard, Life is difficult, even on  a good day. But there are days when you literally could scream You are in pain, from the stress and despair that life throws at you. And there is nowhere to turn You feel you can’t stop 

Chasing I want…

Chasing I want…

I am always chasing things at the moment. I have a point where I want things to be but never seem to get there, just constantly chasing it! It is driving me mad! 1) I want the house tidy! I mean tidy, really tidy. I 

Mummy and Baba Moment!

Mummy and Baba Moment!

You have a nappy and vest on that’s all you need, your temperature has been up all day.  Your vest is undone and hanging open round your knees. You strut round the room like you own it, and come over, crossing your arms on my 

Bedtime

Bedtime

Putting you to bed You lay and smile Listening to your story like you do every night One leg in the air One leg laying on the bed One arm rubbing the headboard The other under your head You listen and hum and chat to 

Inspiration

Inspiration

I have a friend that I have been talking to a lot recently, as she is going through some rubbish stuff. But you know what I totally admire her, and she really made me think today. We were talking about her night last night, she 

Boys and Bugs

Boys and Bugs

You stand and stare Looking in the holes, Looking between the cracks Trying to find another. You can be there for ages, Shouting ‘snake, snake’ As one comes out You squeal with delight! You start to bounce and stamp your feet. Whoever knew you would 

I’m Sorry

I’m Sorry

I wish I could fix your pain, I wish I could take it all away and make everything ok. But I just can’t and I am so sorry. It breaks my heart to hear the pain in your voice, The sorry in your words And 

Numb

Numb

Why do you always choose them instead of me? Even though you can see the pain in my eyes? Why do I never come before them? Could you have run away faster? Do you know how that makes me feel? Do you really care? Why