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Rebecca Cherrington Poem
A tidal wave of waste is going to our seas
An avalanche of machinery cutting down our trees
Why do we do this to the place we call our world
This mass of eco destruction is getting quite unfurled!
How can we stop it?
Give Mother Nature her beauty back
Instead of this constant attack
We need a super mass army
To stop the world going barmy!
Soon they'll be no countryside
Maybe then we'll all get wise!
We need to sort it now
Copyright © Rebecca Cherrington | Year Posted 2015
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Rebecca Cherrington Poem
DepressionDo you ever feel that nobody cares?
That people walk past and do nothing but stare?
Depression is the deepest depths of dark
When your the bait, and the worlds a shark
When you look at my life I should applaud my life
I’m solving mum and quite a good wife!
I guess really I should applaud
But with this illness you can’t play that chord!
You go so far and there’s no turning back
You reach for the pills and unscrew the cap
You down some alcohol and a handful of pills
Praying that one of them eventually kills
But wait come back what are you doing STOP!
Look at everything you have got
To someone you are their entire life!
You are a mother and a wife!
Your husband adores you and so do your sons
So does your dad and so does your mum
As long as that voice keeps telling me stop
Il try to evaluate everything I’ve got
Copyright © Rebecca Cherrington | Year Posted 2015
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Rebecca Cherrington Poem
Come sit
Come and sit and talk for a while!This was my favourite place as a child!
We used to sit here for hours and hours
Holding hands and counting flowers!
Those days wer the best of my life
When our love was at dizzying heights
Now I sit here all alone
Wishing I was with you and not on my own!
I still come here to talk to you
When in happy or wen I’m blue
So please come and sit with me on this hill
Cause here’s the only place time stands still
Copyright © Rebecca Cherrington | Year Posted 2015
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Rebecca Cherrington Poem
Writing is my best release It gives me strength and inner peace
But for some reason this time tonight
Nothing i put down seems quite right!
My prose is disjointed and my rhyming weak
Maybe I just need to get some sleep
To rest my brain and start a new page
To see what ideas I can engage
Copyright © Rebecca Cherrington | Year Posted 2015
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