by Don Holmes | Mar 12, 2012 | Poetry
I look back to when I was younger To the time I hadn’t a care Who was it kept me from crying Who held me and showed she was there Who was it that waved at the station And hid the tears in her eyes Smiling and saying “Bon voyage” And knowing I hated...
by Don Holmes | Mar 8, 2012 | Poetry
I always thought that growing old Together, we’d have time To do the things we’d always planned When we were in our prime But life is never like we hope Sometimes it is just cruel It carries sentiments along Then treats you like a fool So suddenly you find...
by Don Holmes | Mar 3, 2012 | Poetry
The scrap man saw the Pearly Gates And calculated size and weights If he could find a long, long rope Backed with luck and a bit of hope He’d lower them to waiting mates Now at the Gates stood stern St. Pete’ Employed by God to meet and greet He took the...
by Don Holmes | Mar 2, 2012 | Poetry
Over the roof of the red brick house Flew an owl in a lazy arc And in his beak was a little white mouse Which had ventured out after dark The owl then sat on the red tiled roof And let the mouse fall from his beak They both sat there looking so aloof With an...
by Don Holmes | Feb 22, 2012 | Poetry
The five -a -side was over The lads all wanted grub Unaware their nemesis Was drinking at the pub. With pizza chips and cola They made their slow way home Not knowing that the driver Was talking on his ‘phone He’d had his fill of beer With a whisky on the side He’d...
