Last Words a Poem by Marilyn Holdsworth

Last Words a poem by Marilyn Holdsworth.Last words will never be for us to speak
Because your soft voice will whisper to me
Through gentle loving memories
That every day will float across my mind.
Like the endless sea that laps the sandy shore
Your grace and spirit will stay forever more
Within my heart, giving me joy and comfort
Knowing your sweet goodness will guide my way.
In times of need and trouble I’ll hear you say
“Be patient, there will be the dawning of a brighter day.”
And so I know for you and me
There will be no finality.
No last words for us today
Only treasured thoughts as we pray.

April’s Away a poem by Fay Slimm

April’s Away.

All too soon the countryside,
Now fresh greened and sprouting more
Than spring, looks out for wider
Room, shakes it’s newborn blossoms
Then ushers April to the door.
And April’s away.

No longer teenage, Flora’s
Grown maturer now, slightly
Deeper hued, flowers adorning
Every late spring bough, while
April, already pale, turns white,
Then April’s away.

Heated by more ardent sun,
Hedgerows must have stronger feed.
Palid from work early done
April leaves, – makes way for May
To ensure Flora has her needs
Now April’s away.
Fay Slimm

Happiness by Marilyn Holdsworth

I hear the thud of hoofs and see sparks fly
From shattered stones as Happiness rattles by.
Two black horses champ their bits,
Jerking reins gone slack
On foam-flecked backs.
On into the darkest night they race
Never slowing their reckless pace.
The driverless steeds gather speed,
The carriage sways and swings at every stride.
And that’s for me I whisper in my dream,
Such a carriage and such a team.
Never following day’s marked path,
Never fearing night’s fierce wrath,
Careening, clattering on and on
Endlessly racing to catch the dawn.