Daphne’s Cat

People often ask me where my love of writing simple poetry comes from. My only explanation is..my mother. Daphne’s Cat was written on a scrap of paper that was passed on to me when I collected her bits and bobs from her room in the nursing home when the day finally came…I’m sure she would have dedicated this poem to the many, many people who are in the same situation at this time in their lives.

Daphne’s Cat

Three score years and half of that,
I share a room with Daphne’s cat.
The seasons flow across the pane,
Spring and summer here again.

Trees are green and flowers bloom,
I sit at peace within my room.
When winter comes with rain and snow,
And gales through nooks and crannies blow.

I’m warm and snug and nicely fed,
And Daphne’s cat sleeps on my bed.
I sit and dream the hours away,
Re-living memories from yesterday.

So many smiles, so many tears,
So many hopes, so many fears.
The pride I felt for my only son,
I’m so glad I never hurt any one.

Tomorrow I’ll sit again and wait,
Moving gently along to meet my fate.
And I’ll probably think of this and that,
As I watch the world with Daphne’s cat.

© Martin Silvester 16/8/2017./..Frances Joan Silvester.

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Martin Silvester
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Not a lot to tell...just an ordinary man...always loved writing but never had the time until now...hope I've got a few years left to write about the million things I would like to get down on paper be it in poetry form or just plain old story telling. Just in case anyone would like me to come along to their group and read a few of my poems live..I would be happy to do so within the confines of Kent or Sussex...I would just need to cover my time and petrol costs...plus a cup of tea and a biscuit. Just email [email protected] To answer some of your questions= ex-army..ex -jackeroo...ex-builder..ex-quite a few other things..still rocking...married...2 + 3 children...7 grandchildren...retired...love custard creams. I have now published my first collection of poems which are now available on Amazon under the title of..LAST APPLE ON THE TREE. The book consists of twenty seven poems covering a wide range of topics and emotions. My second book has just been published and is called A BREEZE IN THE WILLOWS, also available on Amazon. I hope that everyone will get as much enjoyment reading them, as I did writing them.

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