my life…. in a nutshell

it started out quite fine

i was neatly all in line

life was good and happy

from the day i wore a nappy!

i got through all my youth

and knew all the truth

went to workand often played

and  life seemed oh so ok

i married and thought great

it wasnt just too late

all friends had married young

whilst i tried to have some fun

my three children i had quite quickly

and love to bits so deeply

but the husband got so cross

and i then decided to run off

not used to such adversity

my family were friends and calm

so it did me a lot of harm

my poor kiddies too

we all had to shooo!

many paths i since then tread

and many challenges i fed

and now im on the blink

on my ownand down the sink

its goggle eyes and more

as i run for the door

so help me pleasefind some peace

in my heart

as i try to make a new start

to end the rest of my days in peace

on a blanket made of fleece

Author: rosyhaze

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at https://rosypoems.com

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