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Tue, 22 Nov 2005
Accidental Miracle
He was in my life before i turned 15 years of age - I did not even know he existed - My mother was the first to realise - She cried herself to sleep - She saw doctors, specialists, friends - But he was there to stay - I knew he would be a disruption to my life - I knew it was bad timing - It would be my senior years that would be effected the most ~ Then my dad found out - All hell broke loose - Thats when the tears finally found escape - The swelling grew larger - Month by month - Christmas came and went - Bringing with it the New Year - And him, a new life - With a dramatic entrance into the world - He fought for his life for a week - Then we brought him home - Healthy and pink - I learnt to bathe him and dress him - And to hold his delicate little head - Time would stop as his warm body moulded into my chest - I loved him more than i could have thought possible - He grew larger and longer - He learnt to smile and laugh - A sound i had been waiting for since his birth - Slowly time moved on - He developed new skills - Learnt to sit up, to crawl - Learnt to cuddle back ~ As i watch his soft blonde hair - Stick wet to his head in the bath - His large blue eyes - Framed with thick black lashes - I can't help but wonder what my life would have - been like without him - Without his toothy grin - His dimpled smile - His sweet baby laugh - The cheeky look he gets when he finds something breakable... - I do not think my life would have been quite as complete ~ For an accidental miracle - He has brought so much joy - Thank you Harrison - My baby brother, baby boy.
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M - A - N
No one has ever allowed me as much freedom To be me - As you have my lovely - No one has ever been as patient - With my inconsistencies - As you have my love. ~ Your company has become my security. - I have no fear. - I tread boldly into the world, - The future, - And into our life, - Because I know you will be there. ~ My love for you is unlike the raging torrents - Of loves before. - It is unlike the infatuations and lusting - Of my past. - My love for you has grown slowly, - On a strong foundation of trust and respect. ~ This love is enduring - Because we both understand - What the other requires. - Ours is a bud of friendship, - Opening its petals - More each day. - I have such gratitude - To be able to stand by your side - Today - And tomorrow, - As we face this world - Hand in hand. - [This was written earlier this year as a gift for my partner Mark Andrew Nicholson]
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Drinking Tea Makes You Pee
Gone are the days - Now a faded haze - When i would never pee ~ Since winter arrived - I cannot survive - With out my cup of tea ~ Forest fruits or camomile - Let the flavour brew awhile - And warm you lips on the edge ~ But this drinking tea - It makes you pee - Make sure you cross your legs! (This is a poem i wrote in the winter of 2004, after i'd taught myself to drink tea like a grown up :P - still haven't managed coffee!)
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The advent of a new site
I really do love creating new web sites - even if it is just template business! Nevertheless, welcome to emmascorner. This Blog section will be predominantly used as a poetry page, so this will probably be the last 'news' entry for a while. Enjoy the new site :) [the formatting is a little bad in that i can't seem to present the poems as poems - but i've tried to space them out as best as i can]
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