The ghosts we share life with……

I called today just to see your face, drove straight to your door like I did many yesterday’s before I looked at your door and gripped the wheel, why did I visit, your no longer here. We talked in the past, we didn’t say much but whenever we did we said what meant most. I

A new adventure…..

Hey Dad, two words I wish I could still say. When you left it was a goodbye we didn’t want to say but when we lost you we were also given a new life, almost like some kind of order we received word that Ellie was born. Being she was born in America and we

A year on……

It was back in 2020 when dad left us, just over a year ago. A year that flew past each day, week and month until once again another painful reminder of loss wrapped itself around me and my family, those closest to him once again finding the tears, the memories of years gone by and

Tears stain a perfect memory

Tears stain a perfect memory, they steal smiles born of forgotten yesterday’s. Ones of unconditional love lost amongst those perfect thoughts. Wrapped around you like much needed hugs, Holding them tightly for fear they’ll simply fade into fog. The love you carry deep within your heart only hurts just before the tears start. Loss isn’t

Life’s a Rock and Roll album….. By L D Wright

Life’s a Rock & Roll album, it’s a tribute you wrote, produced & directed. Fragments of monsters & demons living amongst sunshine & daydreams. It’s filled with chords you try to forget but mixed with times that stick, the ones that remind you this roller-coaster keeps moving forward, not your typical one hit wonder. The

Sprinkle….. By L D Wright

Sprinkle a little love into every single day if only to paint a smile upon their face. Find time to actually make a difference, it’s not that hard, could be as simple as saying hello to a perfect stranger,calling a friend you haven’t seen in ages. Take a step back and put your week in

Life lent you

We would all rather float to the top of Everest but life’s about the footsteps not the easy options. We would all rather have an open chequebook, instead life reminds me how close to broke I could be. We’d all rather have the answers but life time and time again showed me no one knows