Excerpts from Therapy

One

Where's her love where's my mummy,
Gone from here and that's not funny,
Taken from me when I was small,
With blooded fists I punch the wall,
No hugs and kisses to get me by,
Just drifting through life with a tear in my eye,
I live in hope as I get older,
To find some love and not let things get colder,
Can no longer see the way she looks,
No pictures you see no photo books,
Can't hear her voice or know her smell,
I just hide away in this life's shell.

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Ten

I was there when you cut your knee,
Put on a plaster yes that was me,
Watching and loving being there for you,
Giving you a hug when you were blue,
Being there when you were sad,
For that's our job I am your mum and dad!

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Eleven

Do you remember when we were kids?
I would kick your legs you would poke my ribs,
Scream and shout argue and fight,
Then play together from morning till night,
We've been through a lot you and I,
When things were low or on a high,
Survivors we are together we stuck,
When we went swimming my head you'd duck,
Remember the games we would play,
Days of the farm camps in the hay,
You read me stories in my bed,
Placed all sorts of adventures in my head,
Cuddled each other when times were blue,
It's nice to have a sis like you.

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Thirty Six

Paper plane oh! paper plane,
Fly from here release the pain,
Catch a current and sail on by,
Over the buildings up to the sky,
Keep on climbing clear the city,
No longer together such a pity,
Gone now and out of sight,
Where will you go what's your flight,
You've flown so far you did your best,
I wonder where you'll come to rest,
Paper plane oh! paper plane.

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Forty

He missed the town his conduct good,
He crashed his plane into the wood,
He saved their lives that were threatened,
Now onto heaven he is beckoned,
His spirit rises from the wreck,
No need to do a final check,
People run over to pull him free,
Too late this time a hero he.

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One Hundred and Twenty One

Trying to get over you,
To remove the sword that you ran through,
I want to call and hear your voice,
I know I shouldn't but it's my choice,
It's hard to cope with losing you,
Need to cling, stuck like glue,
I write you a letter to break free,
But even then it still hurts me,
Staying busy, trying not to think,
For if I do my heart, it sinks,
Getting more depressed and feeling blue,
But I am trying hard to get over you.