Merry Christmas to all the readers of my poems
(2014)
just to say Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas to all the readers of my poems
When we are old when we are grey w… When we are old when we are grey g… When we are old when we are grey w… When we are old when we are grey w… When we are old when we are grey w…
Tender seeds sewn to the earth, Gives a plant its time of birth. As it grows in the spring, You can hear all of the birds star… Rains fall often and feeds the pla…
I Remember our Saturday nights wh… I Remember our Saturday nights wh… I Remember our Saturday night whe… I Remember our Saturday nights w… I Remember our Saturday nights wh…
Sat here with the fire all aglow, Not to happy and feeling kinda lit… Because something missing in my li… That someone special that person i… Its not nice and its lonely when…
Why don’t we change the rich to po… Travelling to fast when we can go… Why say yes in agreement instead o… Make passionate meaningful love in… Why run so fast when we can walk,
Its wonderful and great value for… That little gold coin that’s shape… The pound coin has been around a w… It was a pound note but it changed… Its a wonderful little coin is the…
The election is near we are going… But before you do please read this… Its very political its up for scru… The time is right for the politici… More of promises made about educat…
Just a bit of fun a lark around, Act as stupid as a clown. just a bit of fun everyone acting… telling jokes having a good laugh. We talked and laughed into the nig…
Good Old Blackberry Way It was ten years ago today when I… We would pick blackberries every d… Walking to blackberry way to pick… But it was goodbye to blackberry w…
Its time to say goodbye my friend,… Our friendships lasted so long, an… We have known each other since bir… Spent long time on this earth. We have been dear friends for year…
I went to the cinema tomorrow, I got a front seat at the back. A woman gave me a banana, I ate it and gave her it back. © Copyright 2014 Allan Robinson
In the quiet dead of the night, The dark and blackness can give us… When there’s no stirring without a… Night is dead with no people aroun… But I’m wide awake and alone in m…
Jam and Bread Jam and bread I love Jam and brea… its a simple snack someone and its… Jam and bread a lot to be said abo… Jam and bread I was brought up on…
If you can tell me a story, and te… If you can tell me a story, I want it to grab me as you read, If you can tell me a story, I want you to read me every detail…
I present a radio show called Gol… Its broadcasts to families with ge… I play the tracks from all kinds o… Old ladies sit and listen they are… Elvis is singing his jail house r…