Roses are Red Violets are Blue...

These are some poems I have written for different events.  I wanted to include them in my blog in case I lose the bits of paper they are written on.

The first was my bridesmaid speech at my sister and brother-in-laws wedding....

For Cushla

 

Once upon a time Girl meets Boy

They have a quick pash

O Joy O Joy

They meet again 

with years gone by

He asks for her phone number

She says "nice try"

Cushla is cautious of this tall blond dude

cause he had a girlfriend last time they were in the nude.

He asks her 3 times

he's a persistent guy

Cushla thought I might give him a try

She decides to give this eager man a chance

and third time lucky he scores a horizontal dance.

Since that date they're future has soarn

New bed, New fridge, First house with a lawn

A Cat and some Ants

and yet to be decided just who wears the pants?

Now they are planning a wedding with so much to do

and Simon god love him just doesn't have a clue

Vows and Flowers

Bridesmaids and Booze

Table Cloths and Tie Colours

its all good news.

The Beach and the skate ramp

we'll all dance to the band

This wedding will be amazing

and its all by your hand

Your a busy girl, but you've always got time

for a friend in need and a bottle of wine

Don't ever change please

we love you, your the biz

We know to share life with you

how lucky Simon is

Cushla I'm so proud to be part of your life 

and I know you'll be Simon's most fabulous wife

For Simon

Simon Simon where do I start?

The YMCA, Cashel St, the house at Broadpark

Our flats were all feral 

but we wouldn't have had it any other way

I still love every second of it to this very day

In the winter it was three to a bed

with Hedgehogs running underneath

and Rats overhead.

Mushrooms on the bathroom floor

and Stolen locks off a flatmates door

Broken noses from a steel cap boot

late night missions bought home lots of loot.

The power was never on and the dishes weren't done

but when we had a party everyone had fun

Simon your now officially my brother in law

but you've always been a huge part of world and so much more

So to finish I send you both love, sunshine and light

and I know your life together will be perfect and right.

The next was for another Sister-in-laws Hens lunch....

For Becky

Here we all are

At Becky's High Tea

Some might say "your way to young"

Others might say "finally!"

Shes Aunty Becky to my little clan

We are forever her biggest fans

Shes clever with colours and fabrics and socks

Did you see all the cute toys she made and sold in the shops

Jamie and Becky up a tree

K I S S I N G

First came Wainoni Rd and Sonny

Then the kids, Forfar St and Pocket Money

She has learnt to fold tea towels in the correct Wilson way

And to first read all the different brochures on Grocery day

Becky is also one of those busy working mums

By day she teaches our kids to read, write and do sums

But when the bell rings

Off she must flee

To pick up her babies and cook them some tea

Now the wedding gets closer and feels o so real

And vows and rings will seal the deal

They're tying the knot, they'll be in Wedded Bliss

She'll be a Mrs and no longer a Miss

Soon you'll officially be my Sister in law

One Wanny, Two Wanny, Three Wanny....Floor!

This warm, caring, generous girl

Who is strong and funny and clever;

Loves shopping, Beautiful things, wine and her babies

From the 20th, will be Jamie's forever.

And so to finish, I send you love, sunshine and light

And I know your life together will be perfect and right.

This last one I wrote for my Mums 60th Birthday...

I figured I couldn't get away 

without doing a poem for your birthday

Mum your usually the one in our family to do speeches

so I hope this one, your standard it reaches

Welcome to Mums Birthday Weekend

A woman we all love and on who I depend

A mother who consistently put toast under my nose

in an everyday hope to get me in my school clothes

Mum was amazing and bought all the best food

And even when we were ratbags

I don't remember her in a bad mood

We had trips to the river, the beach and the pool

No seat belts, No sunblock, No helmets, one rule....

Be home when the streetlights come on before dark

So we'd race on our bikes from the school or the park.

I remember her sitting with a smile or fear on her face

as she endured yet another ballet recital or stock car race.

Me and Dean are now grown and have our own families born

Mike, Tayla, Ems, Hols, Rose, Indy, Ben, Pippa and Sean

So now mum is an awesome Nana to seven

And those kids think your sent straight down from heaven

Lollies, chips, ice cream and jelly just to start

Sante biscuits and fruit cake all play their part.

You and dad are always first in line

to watch our kids and help them shine.

You sit through sports and dancing, nothings too hard

From concerts in the family room or climbing trees in the front yard.

Number 4 Coleman St is where we all belong

Just like how Dave Dobbyn sings "welcome home" in his song.

Your an Aunty, a Nana, a sister, a wife

I would be lost without you, your the light of my life

So to finish I send you love, laughter and light

And I hope all your wishes come true when you blow out your candles tonight.