Getting Old

Its not much when fun when you get old
Your teeth falls out and you go bald
You can only walk with a walking stick
Oh my painful arthritic hip

My knees are stiff when i get out of the chair
I look in the mirror!! Oh where is my hair
When i was young my days were fun
but now i am old, i long for the sun

The winter months seem to last a long time
I will just have a sip from a glass of wine
I would dab on the perfume, it was the best
but now i am old i rub vick in my chest

It used to be varnish i painted on my toes
but now i got bunions that really shows
I could dance and excersize with so much ease
but now i wet myself, if i so much as sneeze

My bones crunch and crack as i try and walk
I cant get the words out when i want to talk
So getting old is no fun at all
i would much rather skip and play ball

Friends there were a plenty, i was never on my own
but now that i am old, I live in a Home

(c)R.Rolls.

In Hospital

A nurses job is never done
Its not an awful lot of fun
In they come with their work in mind
and wish they could leave it all behind

The moans and groans...they never stop
They are always kept ..on the hop
Give a bed pan here,,change that drip
I now have a brand new hip

Eve is in the bed opposite me
she has had double replacement knees
Josie in the corner has been feeling a bit sick
She has had double replacement hip

Pat is up and about using her sticks
she walks up and down ,she takes short trips
Val is at the moment feeling a bit glum
she is complaining of having a sore bum

We all went round the wards for a walk one night
The sister said it gave her a fright
We struggled along with our new knees and hip
The sister said we look like the witches of Eastwick

We got to know one another really quite well
We all had a joke or a story to tell
People complain about the NHS
you cant fault the nurses because they are the best

(c)R.Rolls

Four Little Girls

Four little girls ,they went out to play
It was a bright warm summers day
There was Pattie Joannie Holly and Rita
four little girls that could not be sweeter

Skipping and running and larking about
when all of a sudden they heard Holly shout
she screamed and screamed ,we held our ears
Poor Holly was crying ,she was full of tears

I was climbing high up in that tree
and all of a sudden i got stung by a bee
Joannie said! stop your sniveling for goodness sake
Holly what a lot of fuss you do make

Pattie said shh she is in real pain
Rita said yeah but she is always the same
when ever we come out here to play
she always manages to spoil our day

Holly was feeling glum and sad
she was begining to feel really bad
i dont know why you are moaning at me
It was not my fault i got stung by a bee

they started to make there way back home
Holly lagged behind,moan moan moan
when out of the blue a fairy came by
she said Holly is that you i heard cry

she said i am fairy healer of the land
and waved her wand over Holly,s hand
Pattie Joannie and Rita had a look
the fairy took them all to fairies Nook

Holly she smiled once again.
thrilled to bits with her new friend
All the fairies made a fuss of them
welcomed them into their fairy Den

They all played together, full of glee
all because Holly got stung by a bee

(c) R.Rolls

My Blog Award

Thank you Pattie For my Blog award

The Lonely Elf

There..There..There..the poor little Elf
Sitting all alone, left on the shelf

toys were all a plenty, but not any more
As i gaze round the room,and see the empty floor

with computers and play stations taking my place
So i sit here and look on, with a glum face

A remote control car i see going by
I am so sad now....oh i want to cry

The children no longer play with me
I am not exciting enough you see

I used to be in the play room, with all the other toys
and i was hugged daily by all the girls and boys

I miss my daily hug , i no longer have a cuddle
I dont know what happened , for me to be in this muddle

I know the times are changing,i have been put to one side
and hope you dont mind listening while i confide

Oh we were all so happy in our daily play
but very sad it is to say that its all gone away

so i suppose i will carry on sitting here all by myself
but why did it have to be me...left sitting on the shelf

but wait...Rita has come in , looking all around
and a smile came on her face, with the little Elf she found

oh this is wonderful, i wont be left alone
she put me in her pocket, and is going to take me home


The Elf

(c) R.Rolls

Fairies At The Well

Oh little fairies,what pleasure you give to me
you live in my garden where I can often see

I know you often catch me watching you at play
in part of my garden,but not the land of Fae

you have a secret place,where you fairies dwell
Its at the end of the garden ,by my wishing well

you gather up the petals,left laying on the ground
and make all your clothes from what you have found

You always seem so happy,when you dance and sing
And when I look closer,I can see your fairy ring

People often laugh at me,I am sure they think I am mad
But if you dont believe in fairies,....well its just so sad

To have a little fantasy,It gets you through the day
To believe in fairies,that live in the land of Fae

(c) R.Rolls

Tiny Fairy

My name is Belle I come from fairyland
I am a tiny fairy and I can sit inside your hand

I fly around the branches flitting from tree to tree
and sometimes I get chased by the birds and bees

some people can not see me, because I am so small
but when I look at humans.... Oh my they are so tall

I live with all my Fairy friends, we play all the time
I gather up the flowers to make rose petal wine

we really are all happy, we dance a lot and sing
and hold hands in a circle to make our fairy ring

our clothes are made from flowers, we collect every day
there is plenty of things to do , in our land of fae

well I really must get going,I have to do my chores
back in Fairyland, I have to sweep the floors

(c) R.Rolls