Remember and treasure those golden memories.

For the past few months I have been caring for a young disabled boy I shall call Peter to and from his school.

Over the years I have brought my six kids up and have eleven grandchildren plus have also worked for the Youth Offending Team.

So to work with Peter was totally new for me and at first I felt a little awkward ;but this soon evaporated and was replaced with the joy of being able to see the true character behind that disability.

.However the contract runs out at the end of this week and there will be a different firm taking over in September ;therefore my time with this Peter is at an end and oh yes despite all I have written here I will miss him so much.

However all the wonderful memories I have I will safely and tenderly place in my precious ‘Golden Box Of Memories’.

I have gained so many wonderful memories which thrive in there and will enrich my life forevermore.

-

-

A true character

behind that

thin veil

of a disability

which fades

into insignificance

while the character will

beautifully bloom

and this is so

wondrous

and

heartfelt.

To lie

softly cocooned

in my

‘Golden Box of Memories’.

-

_

Clinging onto those

last few days as

Summer holidays are upon us

still early

these

mornings

regardless

are now

my life

my way

my world.

Peter’s cheeky smile

so sorely missed;

however

these memories

will thrive

and blossom

in my heart

forevermore.

That mischievous character

to be remembered

with a

soft affection

so dear

in my

heart.

In my

Golden Box Of Memories.

-



-

New days will arrive

on the dawn ;

new faces;

A new world peeps

through the window onto

whole new experiences

to eagerly meet and taste.

Old memories alive

and secretly

locked away to

linger

to love

in my

Golden Box of Memories.

Some to enjoy

and thrive

in eternal fondness

like that soft blanket of an angel’s love.

-

-

Some bring laughter

some tears

some even bring steely anger

but sharp corners

smoothed through the wings of time.

So many lessons learnt

some painful and sharp.

many bad

people

of unscrupulous ways !!!

No conscience

so

devoid

of

love

and

care.

Will they be

painfully strung up

and

their abusive ways

shared with the world ??

Sadly I reply,

‘Not always !!’

The cruelty

sometimes

shared from young days

and carried on a prickly thorn

unceremoniously through to adulthood !!

How to cope is a personal

mechanism;

my coping way

is to be happy and successful

and

able

to love

and to care

in my own life !!!

Only these

soft

tender

and

happy days

can we

gently lay down

so snug

and

ever treasure

into our

ever precious

‘Golden Box of Memories’.

The dark;

painful

and

grim

times

to evolve

into unwelcome visitors

whom today

do not linger

for long at all.

Do you have your

‘Golden Box Of Memories ?’

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