The Spider

A spider came a calling

Into my home last night.

I walked into the hallway

He was there!

I had a fright!

He had what seemed like a body

That was as big as a 50p.

His legs were there all sticking out

I’m sure he was staring up at me!

He didn’t move.

He stayed real still.

I couldn’t move at all.

What was this hairy visitor

Doing sitting in my hall?

I thought it’s you or me my butty

Which one is moving out?

But neither of us moved an inch

I could hear myself quietly shout!

I braved the glass and cardboard trick

For killing him was a no go.

How I held my guts and nerves

I just don’t bloody know!

There he was inside the glass

My hands trembling under this hairy beast

Outside into the garden he went

Where I’m sure he will have a feast.

Or is he sitting there looking in

At ways to creep right back indoor?

I’ve a feeling he’s staring back at me

Oh dear!

                                        My nerves can’t take no more! more!

My Granddaughter

My Darling Granddaugher, I Miss YOU

The pain in my chest is real

It’s all that I can feel.

It stabs through my chest

I just can’t rest.

For I miss my girl so very much.

I see her in a video

But this pain just doesn’t go.

I stand afar to watch her play

It’s for the best is all I can say.

And I miss my girl so very much

This pain is real, it just shows

The longing only grows and grows.

A Cwtch is what I’m yearning for

And I want my girl to know

I miss her very much.

Thank You

Thank you 

Thank You to those who bravely walked
Into the line of fire...
Fought for a United Kingdom
With bravery, heart and desire...
Stalwart men and women
Who rolled up their sleeves and made
The very best of what they had
And for victory was prayed.
Here we are all those years later
With hearts that seem somehow colder
Dismissing those poor souls who gave it all
Who didn’t......grow older.
Thank You brave warriors
Thank You...
Each and every one.
Thank You for giving us your all
And for the victory that was won. 🇬

Ted Gets Serious

Ted is in the closet - will he ever come out

Big Ted takes isolating
Very serious indeed.
He’s taken off to places
He thinks we do not need.
Like living in the wardrobe
Along with shirts and shoes.
As he doesn’t want to spread
What he’s seen all in the news.
He’s being very sensible
Thinking of his fellow kin.
And staying from all others...
By bloody STAYING IN!

The Corona Collection

Beautiful but Deadly

8 pm 

At eight o’clock we took our stand
We clapped and cheered loud,
We came together all as one
To show them we are proud.
Proud to show we care a lot
About the people who give their all.
From the surgeon down to the one,
Who mops and cleans the ward.
For the ones who drive the ambulance
The ones who answers all the calls
From the bottom to the very top
We are “Thankful for you all.”
To each and every one of you
To the nurse who gives her best.
Their commitment to the poorly
Helps put our minds to rest.
May those that are in charge of it
Remember who answered the call.
Pay them not in handclaps
But their worth in weight in gold!


Protect


The Cabinet is shaky
Bits are slightly falling off!
And it all gravely started
With a fever and a cough.
This awful dreaded monster
Has no politics or no style.
It is coming for us...
Keep your distance by a mile!
This monster likes to spread and grow
As it travels far and wide.
It is coming for us...
Keep NO-ONE by your side!
It’s attacking every nation
The well known and our old folk.
It is coming for us...
This is certainly no joke!
Let’s protect our brilliant front line
Our precious “Angels of the blue”
It is coming for us..
So I am staying safe indoors...
Are you?






Sorry

Today’s little ditty has an edge to it
As I am peeved with stupid folk!
The ones who are not listening
Treating this threat as one big joke!
Going out not thinking
Not keeping to the rules.
For don’t they know we are in danger
The silly selfish fools!
Anxiety is at a level
That could make Jesus curse and swear.
The stupid selfish idiots....
just don’t seem to care!
Well I hope it doesn’t hurt them
Or a loved one they adore.
For I am frightened for my family
So I will say it more and more.
STAY IN you stupid people!
STAY IN for heavens sake!
STAY IN and save the NHS!
Don’t make us pay for your mistake!
Sorry if this isn’t funny
But I’m angry and I’m afraid.
To think I could loose a loved one
From mistakes I have not made!

Being Prepared

I am prepared - I think - I hope so - Oh Dear

I’m feeling very frightened
I’m feeling very scared.
But I think I have it covered
I think I am prepared.
I’ve tins of chopped tomatoes,
Irish stew, corned beef and ham.
Tins of soup and baked beans,
Spaghetti hoops, sweet corn and Spam.
Toilet rolls a plenty,
Ready for the blitz!
For if I eat all of that tin stuff
I’m sure to have the sh*ts!

Dad

Dad and daughter

It becomes bearable, just.

But it will always,

Always be there.

And some days the yearning

Is so hard

Tears well up.

So the mind plays a trick

And slowly your face smiles

From a memory

Of days gone by.

Some days hurt still.

And your heart longingly aches.

Just to feel again....

Being safe.

You’re older now,

No matter.

You have days of sad.

As you would still...

Still, give anything, 

For a cwtch off your dad.

In loving memory of my Dad
THOMAS JOHN WITHERS
4th Sept.1916-15th Feb 2005