Did you notice?

Did you notice?

Just a Spanish Island and me

And two ducks catching fish in the sea.

Late night litter in the in the sand

By uncaring humans on this lovely land.

But did you stop to notice her

Working quietly as so not to stir?

Adding junk to her collection

Helps to avoid some cross infection.

The steps, the floors all waste free -

Made it safer for you and me.

Devoid of any loose debris;

Gone are the cups of dregs from tea.

All stone’s uncovered, not too dusty,

Smells of sweet scent, never musty.

Ashtrays emptied, stairs are swept,

Towels replaced when our feet got wet.

Cleaned, polished, wiped, made beds,

Under burning sun while we rest our heads.

Thoroughly spoilt, rested and pampered -

Ensured we got our picnic hampers!

All around and across our nations

Reduces risks of contamination

But did you see her?

The relentless toiling of a maid and cleaner.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

16^th August 2012

With memories of Majorca and the sea all to myself...

A well earned rest

A well-earned rest

We’ve travelled to a distant land

Clear sea, blue skies go hand in hand;

Burnt our feet on hot white sand

Thinking thoughts of ain’t life grand.

But every morning there is a race

To reserve a spot and put in place;

So for now it is ‘their’ space,

Roast in the heat – a reddened face!

Get up too early it is so sad -

Mothers, children, babies, dad!

Doss all day, they must be mad!

Part of the rat race they’ve now had.

And of these people, it is allowed -

Doesn’t matter what face in the crowd,

Ready and waiting with coloured towel

Like a vulture to prey and justly proud!

But just for now it’s worth a shot

To arise with birds to grab a spot!

I’ll lay here all day while it’s hot

A distant home life I’ve forgot.

So pardon me and please excuse

While I kick off my plastic shoes.

My bodies’ had a little booze.....

I’ll lay here for now and have a snooze.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

8^th August 2012

On Jeff Lynne!

on Jeff Lynn

I didn’t mean to put Jeff Lynne 

Outside In the recycling bin -

When I should be keeping him!

And not to be dumped with potato skin

And other things, like bottles and tins

And your violin -my maestro king!

Love to hear you sing;

Legend of a living thing!

Your hairy face nearly met my fireplace!

Lost in time, stars and space;

The man I most admire

That’s almost set the world on fire.

I didn’t mean to disregard

Outside my back yard -

You are my trump card!

To you I have such deep regard.

Now I’m not proposing

That you’re decomposing

But you do possess

A knack to reprocess!

And didn’t think it at the time,

You’ve been so good with song and rhyme;

I’ve always thought you were terrific

Talented, gifted - and so prolific.

I want to admire and enjoy,

The thrilling skills you can employ.

I didn’t mean to almost destroy.....

Out of the blue the golden boy!

Linda Lawrence

8^th November 2012

From your 'forever' fan!