by Dennis Shrubshall | Dec 9, 2009 | Poetry
Now once again the time has come The Season of Good Cheer And the mandatory Office Party With Food and Wine and Beer So now I’m out of the shower I’ve got to look my best When I join all my fellow workers For this year Xmas Fest I’ve telephoned for a Taxi To save dear...
by Dennis Shrubshall | Nov 29, 2009 | Poetry
Out on patrol in the cold night air Our adversaries we’re hoping to find Ever alert and with utmost care Travelling through an area that might be mined To them the value of Life comes cheap Cunning and ruthless the enemy of which we speak Booby traps and snipers in...
by Dennis Shrubshall | Nov 29, 2009 | Poetry
From the TIME we are born To the day that we die The hands of Time go flying by As Babe’s in cradles Impatiently awaiting their feed To young Children in class Who’ll gain the experience they need There’s a TIME to work To sleep, eat and learn And we are ever aware...
by Dennis Shrubshall | Nov 17, 2009 | Poetry
My thoughts go back to a Sunday morn Oh! so many years ago When recollections started And past memories started to flow To a time when I was a Special Police Officer To prevent crime was my main aim As a WPC in uniform And part of the local crimebusters I became We...
by Dennis Shrubshall | Nov 6, 2009 | Poetry
Once upon a time many years ago As her teens were coming to and end And though they were times she would rather forget She wanted to enjoy life rather than pretend As her early life in a broken home Perhaps denied of sympathy and care Which most young ladies will take...
