by David Killelay | Jul 14, 2011 | Poetry
Cards and letters falling through the door A lifelong friend “He is no more” No longer dog walking down padmoor lane Now free from discomfort and free from pain This Gentleman and very good friend So unjust his untimely end Sit in his garden, listen to Horse and Dove...
by David Killelay | Jun 7, 2011 | Poetry
Am I the one you’re looking for?. Yes me, just here outside the door You don’t need to know my name I’m the one who gets the blame When you’re nearing the end of your tether I get the blame for the terrible weather When you want to let it out It’s me who left the...
by David Killelay | Dec 3, 2010 | Poetry
A ancient symbol of times gone by, seen as a disguised cross A symbol in Victorian times to give Hope in times of loss An occupational symbol of seafaring areas like the docks A marker guide to secret meeting place often hidden among the rocks The attribute of Saint...
by David Killelay | Dec 23, 2009 | Poetry
Support our Soldiers Everyday We get bad news I’m sad to say As time goes by we must be strong We all must help others to get along T o survive these tragic circumstance We can’t pass by without a glance We can’t leave them alone in the world out there We can give...
by David Killelay | Oct 4, 2009 | Poetry
The first evening star in the heavens to shine Represents your granddad that old love of mine And when you hear thunder crashing way overhead Yes that’s him, your granddad falling right out of bed On birthdays a message in a glass bottle we save We cast it with love...
