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Patricia Sennett

Poetry

The Ending

When I am gone no more to see, don't be sad for I will be with those I love who are waiting for me. This journey i must take alone, and leave you all behind. Remember all the happy times I keep within my heart. Now let me go, my…
Patricia Sennett
3rd July 2017
Poetry

THE CARER

Margie Maine lived down the lane, A funny lass was she, Goofy teeth, and frizzy hair, what a sight to see. But Margie had a heart of gold, especially for the very old. Her daily visits cheered them up, as they were all alone no job to big or small.…
Patricia Sennett
11th November 2015
Poetry

Going Home

The train sped very fast taking her home at last. So many years had passed since she came away But to her it seemed like yesterday So many memories came flooding back as the train sped along the track- No more Family left to see just a visit to the…
Patricia Sennett
5th November 2015
Poetry

PROCRASTINATION

Oh dear, she thought, as she lay in bed. Ihave a busy day ahead. I should get up and have a shower, but think i'll have another hour, Finally, she got out of bed, looked at the jobs that lay ahead. And promptly she went back to bed.
Patricia Sennett
23rd April 2015
Poetry

MY LOVE

Now old and stooped, his hair now grey, the years has taken his looks away. How handsome he was when he was young, girls flocked around him in a throng. I thought he would never notice me, but then he turned and smiled. I felt in a trance, when he…
Patricia Sennett
18th April 2015
Poetry

Betrayal

He packed his bag,and was to leave, I love another, he had said, and she means the world to me. I watched him as he drove away, no tears were shed by me. At last i had my freedom back, to do just as i pleased. Another woman has him…
Patricia Sennett
16th April 2015
Poetry

GROWING OLD

How did i get this old she thought, staring in the mirror on the wall. I used to be quite pretty in my day, so long ago and far away.That lined old face had seen so much of life you see, good, bad and sometimes sad, it all came flooding…
Patricia Sennett
15th April 2015
Poetry

Happiness

The sun shone brightly in the sky. Snow all gone, and winter done. The smell of perfume in the air, beautiful flowers everywhere. How great to be alive on this glorious day, she thought as she walked along her way
Patricia Sennett
1st April 2015
Poetry

The Little House

I looked around the little house, now all quiet and bare, I had spent my childhood there, Mum, Dad, siblings three, so many memories coming back to me. I looked at the garden, now so bare, beautiful flowers had once grown there. I took one look around the house that…
Patricia Sennett
31st March 2015
Poetry

THEY DIED FOR US TO LIVE

Now in silent rows they lay, no more to see the break of day, in foreign fields so far away. No more for them, the battle done, guns now silent, and all as one. Husbands, Fathers, Sons, a generation lost for ever, but forgotten never. Sleep tight you warriors brave,…
Patricia Sennett
31st March 2015