published: 7 /
10 /
2021
Spencer Robertshaw writes of his now grown-up daughter in the latest poem in his 'Evidently Spencertown' column.
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The reason I breathe
The reason I move
From North to South
Makes rough to smooth
The light in dark
The non slip slide
You keep me sharp
Life is on my side
A brighter day
Is always there
You fill my days
Sun everywhere
Brighter days are always here
Trouble in a teacup
Eloquently Queer
Brighter days are always here
Trouble in a teacup
Eloquently Queer
Brighter days are always here
Trouble in a teacup
Eloquently Queer
Your favourite things
In a box with a bow
Your music rings
The star of the show
Snowdrops and rainbows
Velvet and gold
Happiness and love grows
Makes your heart bold
Music and colours
Bowie and best
Radiates to others
Better than the rest
Brighter days are always here
Trouble in a teacup
Eloquently Queer
Brighter days are always here
Trouble in a teacup
Eloquently Queer
Brighter days are always here
Trouble in a teacup
Eloquently Queer