Thank you

poem by Patricia Wilton-King

We have a different language when our memory goes into decline Thank heavens, for Thingummy who is a really good friend of mine. And then there's you know, Oojah oh you know what I mean lives in the same box as -- Watchamacal... Read more

poem by Patricia Wilton-King

Daddy, I wish I had known you So long ago Why did you leave me And not let me know. They say that you loved me Whilst you were still there Reading me stories And stroking my hair. You held me up high Said you'd give me th... Read more