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   They say they have got nine lives,     They're NOT though, 'mans best friend',    Though any I have rescued    Have loved me to the end.       We even brought one with us,    When 'cross the 'pond' ' did fly,    Been heartless to have left her,    Methinks,  e'en pets do cry.      (Sheeba)         When she passed, got a kitten,   That was 2013, So he is now eleven years, At showing love, quite keen.                                                             (Solo) - [Solomon}                                                             He also has a 'brother'                                                             A cat whose owners left  To travel to the west coast,                                                                       He was alone, bereft.                                                                                                                   (Sweep)                                                               
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Jason & Sarah

Jason & Sarah June 29th 2024 Anticipated 'citement  Within Murphy's abode, Bridesmaids, Bride, Brides mother, Excitement, overload. Brides father, calm and trusting That everything goes well, 'Twill be a day memorial For his delightful belle. Meanwhile, at church, awaiting, The groom, best man, beside, If he was feeling nervous, He surely, well, did hide. Checking time on cell phone, Young Jason thinks 'soon due',  Brides mother, looking radiant, But then, that's nothing new. Bridesmaids arrived and waiting For Bridal limosine, Pat and Sarah resplendent, The best they 've ever been. Bridal March now echoing, The congregation stands, All eyes secured on beauty, Quite soon, the 'wedding bands'. Nervous anticipation,  The plans, fallen in place, Jason beams adoringly, When they look, face to face. We hear, each one, their promises, As they pronounce "I DO" "My love secured indelibly, For no one else, but you".                    

The Wild Tart (Elora)

 'Tis quaint, petite and friendly The food, delicious, too, A dozen folk would fill it, 'Tis specified for 'you'. Gives personalised attention, You will have service, swell, Ten, out of five for excell'nce, This business WILL excel.

Blind date

People often wonder how spouses, they did meet, Did they see a stranger, a-walking down the street?, My parents, at a Temperance Lodge,  The date, the tenth of May, Dad saw mum, then told his pal,  "I have a date, today."  They stayed together, thick and thin,  Not saying ALL was smooth, Love was strong as e'er had been,  Their problems, they did soothe. Myself and mine, I often tell,  For us ,  'twas a  -  "blind date"   Now, NOT two strangers meeting 'cold',   I'll tell you of OUR fate. She worked in a Convention  Hall,  While I helped with a group, Who, visual problems did endure,   My now wife, made the swoop. I hadn't even noticed her,  As service she did give, We all have gifts that we do use,  Us, to survive and live. As our small group, convention o'er, Di d wait for taxicab, To train station deliver us; A chance she'd quickly grab. She came real close and stuck her lips,  On my surprised left cheek, Then scarpered off, still

Maureen Clifton (Generations church)

T here are folk who come your way w H ose presence is well felt will st A y and help where’er the need dear frie N d, when rough times, dealt. our  than K s alone are not enough; for all that Y ou, have done, your  gener O us kind offer we thank yo U , for use of car.

Gratitude

“There’s too much love that’s shown here” No one has ever said, Though better THAT than have neglect,  A lack of love, is dead. Our country church, once more has shown Loves GUSHES through its veins, It comes as second nature there, To show love, they’re at pains. A ‘mention’ of a problem,  “To help, what can we do?” Before solution offered, They’ve given one to you. At that, it’s not just praying, Though that is ALWAYS good, But ‘ssistance beneficial,  Which puts one in GREAT mood.  I cannot give them thanks, enough,  Though ONE thing I MUST do,  That’s thank the ONE who THEM made,  To show their love to you.

Napoleon's Nose

Just outside Belfast city, A’ heading northwards bound With young enthusiasm, My friends and I were found.    Th’istoric feature towering  O’er city and surrounds Did beckon us with challenge, To conquer all their grounds.    Of course, this meant the feature, Which prominently shows From all surrounding acres, Known well “Napoleon’s Nose”    Heading up the Cave Hill, Enthusiasm rife, Sandwich, water, ‘fizz bombs’  All needed, for good life.   Treking through the forest With vibrant coloured hues, Yellow primrose calling With small flowers, velvet blues.    Sitting in the distance With proud renaissance call, That iconic building Known well as Floral Hall.   Heading on and upwards The first cave beckoned us Two of us did venture  Inside, with mighty fuss.   Did e’er humans or animals In here make home to dwell? No signs to say they HAD done So we can never tell.   Sandwiches all eaten Our Fizzy drinks washed down, Some ‘bluebells’ picked for mother, Her smile - our radiant crown.