by Peter Bruffell | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Children in the kitchen, Children in the hall, Children in the dining room Playing bat and ball. Children in the parlour Children in the car, They haven’t got the keys So they won’t be going far. Children in the front room, Children in the back, Children sticking...
by Peter Bruffell | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
I miss you in the morning When I wake up from the night. I miss the kiss you gave me As you snuggled up to hold me tight. I miss you through the long, long days, You’re not there when I call your name. I miss you in the evening time, Now I’m alone, it’s not the same....
by Peter Bruffell | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
An Englishman took his dog for a walk, Then strangely the dog he began to talk. “Good-day,” the dog was heard to say As they passed a cat upon their way. “Good-day to you,” replied the cat, “Are you talking to me?” interrupted the rat. “Indeed I’m not the cat did...
by Peter Bruffell | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
If ever there were a love I would choose, I would choose the love I have for you. If ever a love I’d hate to loose, It would be the love I love for you. If ever to pick the prettiest flower, I would pick it just for you. If I were to live, just one more hour, I...
by Peter Bruffell | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Looking out’ the window Into the dead of night I see the stars far up above, The moon it shines so bright. The shadows in the garden And cats upon the prowl, The silence it is broken By the hooting of an owl. Looking out’ the window, As the morning starts to break,...
