Threads of shared sepia memories
bind us together.
We share painful moments
in our arthritic haze. Continue reading “Old Love”
Threads of shared sepia memories
bind us together.
We share painful moments
in our arthritic haze. Continue reading “Old Love”
by Jem
I’ve always been a mummy’s boy,
I say that without shame,
But the Mum I loved just slipped away,
Dementia was to blame. Continue reading “Malka has left the building…”
By Krinza Momin
Love, likeness, lust and attraction.
Jealousy, hatred, grudges, depression.
Dating, relations, heartbreaks and tension.
That’s how she wasted some years being teenager. Continue reading “Turning 19”
Why can’t we all live our lives, in harmony and love,
sharing all our dreams, our hopes and aspirations.
Removing all the barriers, the obstacles and fences,
that stop us from seeing each other’s consternation’s. Continue reading “Harmony”
COPY, PASTE
A new child is born.
DELETE
A life is ended. Continue reading “Secretary for the Soul”
by Sophie Patel
I love our little family
the way you all make me laugh
make me smile
sometimes even make me cry
My family is happy
Sometimes funny
We all are fun
When we eat buns Continue reading “My Family”