poetry in hands

poetry in hands

Friday, March 16, 2012

It's Mother's Day

It’s Mother’s Day
                                                                                           
When we were young she kept us alive
Feeding heart, mind and body, helping us thrive
Now we are older and live our own lives
But to her part of us will always be five.

"Don’t buy me a present for Mother’s Day"
"Don’t waste your money" you’ll hear her say
"I’ll be happy enough with a visit or call"
"I’d be happy enough with nothing at all"

So here is a poem that cost not a thing
But carries a fortune in feeling and thought
Here is a greeting from your son which conveys
Much Love and happiness dear Mum on this day 

Mike O'Leary March 2012

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Pathways

Pathways

I have walked many paths that were not my own
Helping others find their way
Criss-crossing roads that would lead to my goal
Backwards, forwards, sideways and down

Nobody now to help me find my way
No light shining down on my route
No field map to show which direction to go
Lost and abandoned in darkness and gloom

Now it is time to seek out that path
A path unwavering and true
To look to my own destination
It's realisation pursue

Mike O'Leary - November 2011