Lasting Tribute for Valerie Mary CUBITT (NEE SPEIGHT)

ADAGE

The colour of December is white and grey. 

V M Cubitt

NO NOVEMBER

This month has such bad reports -
Full of doom and sadness -
Noone gives it praise or love – but
Treat it like a madness.
Moans about the rain and fog -
Frosty panes with rime!
Dark, wet mornings – cold and chill -
Not a shaft of shine -
Drip, drip, drip – pitter patter
Swirling leaves cling and fall -
Pretending doom and gloom don’t matter.
No one cares a fig at all.
But we beg – just a day of respite -
Where gentle breeze drifts in and out -
And foggy mornings fade from sight.
Chicks and sweet lambs gambol about -
This nasty month of mine
Will soon come to an end -
And then the winter really starts:
You’ve not had the worst – my friend!

V M Cubitt

ADAGE

Celebrations should start with a hug and end with a smile.

V M Cubitt

BONFIRE NIGHT

Crash – Bang – Wallop -
Screech – scream – whizz!
Splutter – flutter – hiss -
The sky is in a fizz!
Sparkle – glowing in the night -
Flashes of red and yellow bright.
Explosions fan out in the sky -
Rockets zooming in awry -
And some remember the reason why
We send these noises to the sky.
Do you?

V M Cubitt

ADAGE

Surprises come in all sizes – shocks too! 

V M Cubitt

ADAGE

Sunday should be a day of rest but many find it the most strenuous!

V M Cubitt

ADAGE

Celebrations are in the air. Birthdays remind us of past friends and loved ones dear. Of blessings short and tall. 

V M Cubitt

ADAGE

It's not the worry that worries me - it's the worrying about the worry - that worries me.

V M Cubitt

ADAGE

A smile that is meant is a priceless asset. 

V M Cubitt

ADAGE

This year is zipping by - why it seems like only yesterday we sang Happy New Year to all.

V M Cubitt