by Michaela Turner | Oct 21, 2008 | Poetry
Do you think our children, Ever stop and think about, Everything we do for them, So they don’t do without? Think of all the birthday parties They have throughout the years All those hyperactive kids Screaming round your ears What about their best friends Who always...
by Michaela Turner | Oct 21, 2008 | Poetry
On All Hallows Eve the dead shall rise To walk freely amongst the living Reaping revenge on all mankind Being ruthless and unforgiving Doors will creak, windows will slam Things will go bump in the night All the children who go trick or treating Are sure to get a big...
by Michaela Turner | Oct 6, 2008 | Poetry
Woken by the sound of the phone ringing A mother answers with a heavy heart The call she’s been dreading since her son’s tour began Has now come to tear her world apart Her soldier, her hero, her darling son Now lies in a hospital bed Hooked up to monitors for he’s...
by Michaela Turner | Oct 3, 2008 | Poetry
On a dark and lonely city street A tired old man beds down for the night He’s cold and hungry but bears no mind As he curls up in a door way out of sight News papers stuffed inside his shirt Cardboard to help keep him warm This lonely old man has no where to go For...
by Michaela Turner | Sep 30, 2008 | Poetry
3rd May 1973, Boar’s Head The day when we first met Do you remember Mur? I know I’ll never forget You were sweet sixteen And I was twenty two Who’d have guessed that on that night? That I’d just fallen for you Something inside me sparked that night When I looked into...
