COmE, dANce WiTh mE

Dancing couples enhanced my mood,
Lights dimmed and music subdued.

This man intrigued me – he sat alone
Rumours had him single and smart
Perhaps he’d consider a dance with me ~

He looked at me, I looked away
Doubt disappeared – I met his gaze
He smiled at me – I think I blushed
Was it possible – was he the one?

He rose from his chair and strolled my way
I sat quite still, frozen in time
Preoccupied with sweet fantasies –

With a princely bow he took my hand
His eyes spoke volumes; I rose to dance
A foretaste of our love and romance.

daNce

Daydreams mingled with our dance,
Nothing ever happens by chance.

We married young – knew nothing of life
We lived simply and loved each other
We knew we could dance without a doubt ~

We dreamed our dreams, I knew your heart
Through the years we dancedas one
We learned to commit – we cherished our love
To Dance with you – for a lifetime, no less!

We nurtured our dance and learnt new moves
From hip hop kids to break dance teens
discovered and danced every routine –

You showed me how to refine our dance
With true love – the order of each day
We progressed to classical ballet.

DaNCe

The sands of time continue to flow,
Neither age nor pain will end this dance.

We danced yesterday. We danced today
Well dance tomorrow, this dance of life
Bad years are fewbut we took that chance –

Your true commitment never fails
because you dance with a patient heart
You love me the way I am – I know
Always have – right from our first dance!

In the stillness of the night, you hold me
For always – I want to dance with you
Devotion and love are ours – its true ~

A life time of memories stir from within
Our dance is still to the highest degree
Because I accepted – and you danced with me.

dANcE

穢 Chrissy Siggee – 2018

Dedicated to my husband of 37 years. Always the romantic. Always in love.

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To Lose a Friend

Its hard to lose a friend
We had something,
Then it was gone
My heart hurts.

What happen between us?
I simply do not know.

Its hard to lose a friend
Did I hurt you?
What did I do?
My heart hurts.

Our friendship was special,
Until it up and left.

Its hard to lose a friend
Whose fault is it?
Perhaps its mine
My heart hurts.

I would never intend to hurt,
Surely you would know.

Its hard to lose a friend
I dont know why,
It just happened
My heart hurts.

Its hard to lose a friend,
Especially – when you dont know why.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

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Little White Dove

Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.

Mantled in whispers of cloud,
Little white dove blissfully endowed.

Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.

Softy embracing a heavenly tone,
Fly little white dove in skies unknown.

Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.

Little white dove rise beyond the dance,
Through the power of a rhythmic trance.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

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A Day in the Life of a Busy Mum

A little cry drifts down the hall
announcing Janes awake
Breakfast dishes partly done,
Just a small sacrifice to make.

Share, she says, stepping over twins and blocks.

The washing machine begins to shake
And little Amys has a fall
Two more loads will do today,
A bigger machine, I really need.

There now she soothes, stroking Amys locks.

Tim and Robbie are almost five.
Will their fighting ever end?
At least next year theyll go to school,
to miss them she could not pretend.

Coming, she sighs, picking up a pair of socks.

The telephone rings in her room
She grabs it as she passes by
Judys baby isnt sleeping,
Shes so tied she wants to cry.

Its ok she smiles, I can mind your little Enoch.

Amy wants to change her clothes
and play out in the rain.
‘Not right now my little one,
Its time to feed our baby Jane.

Mummys here, she s smiles, giving Jane a gentle rock.

Jane is finally fed and bathed,
and its only half past eight!
Little Amys far too quiet
last week she escaped through the gate!

I need to remind Tom to fix that lock.

Now theres someone at the door,
Tim and Robbie run down the hall
Oh dear, Robbies lost another shoe,
He lost the last pair at the mall.

‘Come on,’ she calls, lets answer that knock.

Enoch really has a lot of zest,
being quite the noisy guest
Hes into this and into that,
She hopes poor Judy gets some rest.

Lunch time, she announces, glancing at the clock.

Macaroni is a lunchtime favorite,
Followed by cup of juice
Looks like more dishes will have to wait,
Where does her morning go?

Wash you face, she laughs. You gave me quite a shock.

Enoch forgot to bring his bedtime toy,
It took a while to calm him down
The twins woke up tired and cranky,
Oh dear, Amys made her wall all brown.

Peek-a-boo! She surprises little Amy wearing Mummys frock.

Chaos reigns in an afternoon frenzy,
Toys and books spread everywhere
Judy looks a whole lot better,
She even found the time to brush her hair.

‘Daddy will be home soon boys, so put away your blocks.’

A little cry drifts down the hall,
Announcing Janes awake
Perhaps Tom will order pizza for tea.
Sigh存he never did get time to bake his birthday cake.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

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