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                                    Reflections
                               An Anthology of Poetry
                                                 March 2021
 NAPA dedicates this
 anthology to those
who – died, helped, are        A day to reflect on a year – and loss – like no other,
                          to reach out to a friend who’s been grieving quietly at home.
  forever changed               A day to unite, to hope, be there for one another,
                            to remind the millions bereaved that they’re not alone.

                                            Poppy Dillon- Marie Curie

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 Donate                                                                                                    Contents
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                                                                                                           11 Lily Roubians                        37 Kasia Patynowska / Kate Smyth
 care sector to prioritise wellbeing and promote                                                           13 Alice Scott / Ann Whitmore           38 Kath Tombs / Keith Frow
 activity, arts, and engagement.                                                                           14 Anna Park / Bob, Nancy, and
                                                                                                              Margaret
                                                                                                                                                   39 Kirsty Cartin / Len Cornish
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                                                                                                           17 Chris Roberts / Chris Thompson
                                                                                                                                                   44 Martin Green / Maureen Wilkins
                                                                                                           18 Nick Fewings
                                                                                                                                                   45 Mavis Powell / Michelle Williams
                                                                                                           19 Christine Clarke / Danuta Lipinska
                                                                                                                                                   46 Min Marsh / Natalie Ravenscroft
                                                                                                           20 David Woodhead / Dawn, Margarite,
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                            +    To donate £3, text NAPA to 70331                                             Dorothy Millinchip                   49 Pam Haynes / Pat Cornwall
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                                                                                                           28 Gloria Haynes / Greta Venables       54 Sue Ascott / Sue Heiser
                                                                                                           29 Gwen Groome / Heather Norman         55 Sue Smith / Sue Trischitta
                                                                                                           30 Gareth Palmer                        56 Sylvie Silver / Tilly Salter
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 A Time of Reflection
 Since the first lockdown began                ‘I miss him so much and writing about          During the past year, more                    As a celebration of the care home
                                               the loss and the pain was really sad but                                                     workforce who have given their hearts
 in March 2020, hundreds of                    very helpful – thank you’.
                                                                                              than ever, Famileo has                        and souls to protect and care for the
 thousands of people have                      We are proud to be able to share a poem
                                                                                              supported the care home                       most vulnerable, we want this book to
 died. Too many lives have                     from every poet who submitted their            workforce, helping them                       be available to all.
 been cut short and millions                   reflections. Thank you to everyone who         in their mission to support                   Please continue to care for each other,
 have been bereaved.                           contributed and thank you for reading it.      residents to remain connected                 and especially those who are the most
 On 23 March, the first anniversary
                                               We would also like to thank Famileo,           to their families and friends.                fragile and vulnerable, those whose
                                               who sponsored the anthology and made                                                         wellbeing is so precious to us.
 of the first UK lockdown.                                                                    Our purpose is to fight loneliness and
                                               it possible for us to make the e-book
 Marie Curie; supported by NAPA and                                                           to recreate family bonds, by connecting       Today there are many ways to show
                                               available for free download.
 hundreds of other organisations, led the                                                     people, families, and staff, that is why      them your love and stay connected.
                                               As we write, read, and share poetry we
 National Day of Reflection, enabling us                                                      we decided to support this poetry book        Find out more about Famileo here
                                               may be reminded of personal loss and
 to reflect on our collective loss, support                                                   and show our support and compassion.
                                               change, this may be a powerful and
 those who had been bereaved, and
                                               uplifting experience, but it may also be
                                                                                              We see this poetry book as a way to           Thank you.
 share our hope for a brighter future.
                                               upsetting. It is important that we take care
                                                                                              remember this chapter of our history. It      The Famileo Team
 In acknowledgement of the national                                                           allows us to express hope, pain and say
                                               of ourselves and each other. We suggest
 day, NAPA invited our members and                                                            goodbye to those we have lost, whilst
                                               sharing these poems with someone you
 supporters to write and/or support                                                           also celebrating the lives they have lived.
                                               trust, perhaps over a cup of tea and to
 someone else to write a quatrain (a           take your time to connect and reflect.         This book contains stories – “I miss you”,
 4-line poem.)                                                                                “I am feeling blue” but also “I love you”
                                               If you need to talk to someone, you can
 We encouraged poets to reflect on the         contact the free NAPA Helpline on 0800         and “thank you”. In this way, it is similar
 pandemic and their experience                 158 5503 we can provide a listening ear        to our Famileo gazettes, which contain
 of lockdown.                                  and signpost you to specialist support         snaps of families’ lives, captured to share
 We were amazed to receive hundreds            services and helpful resources.                joy with older relatives: happy moments,
 of poems and moved by the impact the                                                         and important memories.
                                               You can also call Marie Curie’s free
 process had on many of the contributors.      Support Line on 0800 090 2309 to
 ‘Thank you for encouraging me to stop,        talk to a trained support line officer
 think and reflect’.                           about practical and emotional concerns
 ‘This has been really therapeutic –           of get ongoing support from a
 thank you!’.                                  bereavement volunteer.
 ‘It’s been lovely to remember her, as         Thank you.
 she was.                                      Hilary

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 A Few Words
 During lockdown and as a result                National Day of Arts in Care Homes. In the
 of Covid-19, many of us have seen              words of their Head Chef Michael Bolger:
 how important meaningful activity,
 creativity and the arts are.                   “Poetry takes the things we find                      A picture paints 365 days of longing
  We have learned first-hand how they           difficult to put into words and says it
                                                for us. Whether a poem is whispered
                                                                                               Mum says, “If only” as she reaches for her beloved.
 can contribute to our wellbeing, health,
 and happiness. The arts in particular          in your ear just for you or is a great         He says, “Do we have an axe to break the glass?” I
 have offered us stimulation, escape,           crashing marching band in the
 solace, invigoration, and connection,          middle of a shopping centre, poetry                           say, "good question”.
 throughout the testing times we have           moves us in unique ways, it can
 all been living through. As an activity co-    shake us up, it can delicately brush
 ordinator from a care home said to us:
                                                an arm or be a beaming smile that                                Sally Knocker
                                                doesn’t apologise.”
 “I don’t know how we would have
 survived Covid-19 without the arts”.           NAPA is very proud to share this new
                                                collection of poems, compiled for The
 Many people have turned to creative            National Day of Reflection. It includes
 pastimes, as a means of getting through        pieces written by residents, staff, friends,
 this period in time. We have enjoyed           and families on the theme of Reflection.
 all the beautiful rainbow window               It is important that in our haste to move
 art, admired painted pebbles left in           forwards into happier times, we take a
 parks, connected via zoom to sing,             minute to stop and reflect on all that has
 craft, dance and paint and relaxed             passed, to remember the sacrifices and
 by watching programmes such as                 hard work of so many and to honour
 the wonderful Grayson’s Art Club. Art          those that we have lost.
 connects us, elevates us, and helps            We hope that these poems connect
 build communities. One of the art forms        with you, make you smile and perhaps
 we have seen used a lot in NAPA care           even prompt a tear...
 settings during this time is poetry. The
 Poetry Takeaway, an arts organisation          Alison Teader, Programme Director
 who take poetry to new audiences, had          NAPA, Arts in Care Homes
 an extremely busy year which included          Michael Bolger, Head Chef, The
 setting a challenge for us on The NAPA         Poetry Takeaway

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                                       In the Daffodils

         This day is more than one thing and all things within      For all those who we did not know and yet will never forget:
       its name, this day will be marked differently but our call
                           for it is the same,
                                                                      We think of you today, in the moment we take to reflect.
      This day will be the day that We plant hope into this pain.

                                                                         For those who ensured that this moment, Will be
   We proudly stand with Marie Curie Who have given us a way,                       written in time with love:
                          A way to feel connected when,                Love in times of darkness, For all the new stars above,
     We don’t know what to say, A way to shine a light for those,      And love for all the everyday heroes, and for all those
                         Who will need it the most today.                                  we wait to hug.

              For those who have lost dear friends, and keep              On the Day of Reflection, that is here to bring us
                          their memories near,                          together: We gather in hope for better times and for
                                                                                    those we will miss forever.
              Whose “unstinting love” towards those in need
                 Will continue to grow kindness here.                    We will think of you in the light that shines from
                                                                               our doors, candles, and windowsills,
                                                                           We will wait for you throughout every Winter
                 For those who in life made ours beautiful,
                                                                                   And find you in the daffodils.
                         In their own unique ways,

                                                                                           Lily Roubians
                        When we make our yellow crafts
         It is to show that the beauty of you stays, and when
        all this darkness has passed, it will be memories of you
                             that remains.

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                                                                                     For our Margaret

              Wind, wind heather gypsy whistling in my tree        The froth of the goat’s milk, pail swings in your hand.
             All the heart of he is tipsy at the thought of thee     Flush-cheeked and glowing, at one with the land.
           Sweet with scent of colour fresh with breath of sea         Not trapped behind glass, air silent and still
              Wind, wind heather gypsy whistling in my tree          You’re free to soar high with the swifts on the hill.

                                         Alice Scott                                     Anna Park

                                       I don’t want to!                                    Missing
                                        No! No! No!
                                                                             If I had known as year would pass
                                 I won’t ever give ago!
                                                                                Before I next would hold you
                                         Go Away!
                                                                           I would have made that moment last
                                                                            And so much I would have told you
                                       Ann Whitmore

                                                                     Bob Field, Nancy Davies, and Margaret Timms

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                                                             The silence in the air has been haunting and a
                                                                     pause has been placed upon us.
                             A lonely place is lockdown
                                                             A virus of uncertainty and fear spreads among
                                 No family or friends               us all bringing loss and sadness.
                              But love is all around us      Time now to stop again, be silent and prayer for
                           Our broken hearts will mend        those who have wandered beyond the clouds.
                                                              Remember their faces, their voices, and their
                                                                music and together we shall not forget.
                            Brendoncare Knightwood

                                                                            Charlotte Miller

                                        Cry our tears                         I am still me
                                        Sing our songs
                                                                     The same face, the same smile
                                       Soon be together
                                                                          Dementia can’t hide
                                 The roads been long!
                                                                  Just see what’s in my heart and inside
                                                                     You will be pleasantly surprised
                                        Bubbly Grubb
                                                                              I am still me

                                                                            Chris Maddocks

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                                                                                         Living On In You

                         I want to love you, I try to care...     When a loved one passes, there’s much sadness, loss and grief,
    but my thoughts & actions, dread us with so much despair...      But remember, they’ve just moved on and found their
                                                                                         inner peace.
         Friends and families faces just don’t appear anymore,
                   They are locked behind, that Covid door.       The woes and pains of our earthly world, have melted all away,
                                                                     And they now enjoy the sunrise of a beautiful new day.
                                       Chris Roberts
                                                                    It is us, the loved ones left behind, that have a heavy heart,
                                                                      For we have so much love for them, it’s hard to be apart.

                                                                        But we can take solace, that within us they live on,
                                                                        With all those happy memories, it’s only physically
                                                                                          they are gone.

                                                                      So laugh at jokes they told you, remember the warmth
                                                                                           in their voice,
                         Feel the breeze brush your hair,
                                                                      Think of all the happy times and let your heart rejoice.
                          The smell of the nice fresh air.
                    Blossom on trees are starting to show,               You’ve shared their life and they’ve shared yours,
                                                                                     a gift that’s yours to keep,
                  The flowers will soon be starting to grow.
                                                                         And you’ll always have a love for them, that runs
                                                                                            long and deep.
                                   Chris Thompson
                                                                   So say their name, tell stories, of times you shared together,
                                                                   And find comfort in the fact that they live on in you forever.

                                                                                           Nick Fewings

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                            Some of our friends are not                   I am past the point of missing and
                         With us today but in our hearts                    instead, I fear seeing you. I am
                                       they have never                     beyond the need for kissing. But
                                         Been away.                          in my mind I still hear you.

                                       Christine Clark                            David Woodhead

                       Of the many things lost or mislaid                           At the seaside
                             I miss your cooking most.
                                                                     Sitting on the sand with a bucket and spade
                      And then, your piano, gently played.
                                                                    With a nice big umbrella to give us some shade
           Whilst now, in empty space, I burn the silent toast.
                                                                    Along come the boys who want to play cricket
                                                                      They’ll be angry cause we haven’t a wicket
                                   Danuta Lipinska

                                                                  Dawn Walker, Margarita Pascal, Patricia Graham
                                                                                 and Eve Kelly

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                                        Hug!

                            Always a nice warm feeling,                             I miss my family most of all.
                We’ve missed these like crazy since last year!                  I miss those who have now passed,
                  Can’t wait for a hug from our loved ones                       Their smiles and talking to them.
                      It won’t be long now ‘til they’re here!                     Most of all hearing them laugh.

                                  Diane Thumwood                                        Dorothy Stevenson

                             A cup of tea, I sit and stare                                     Wanny
                Thinking about the things we can’t all bear
                                                                 Dark, deep eyes, still, watching, in her place, the rug on the floor
                  The people we’ve lost, the laughs, the fun
                                                                      Wellies placed neatly, below coat, hanging on the rack
                  But their memory will live on in everyone.
                                                                            The lead hangs, untouched beside the door
                                                                    She sighs deeply, knowing her old friend will not be back
                                 Dorothy Millinchip

                                                                                          Douglas Noble

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                                                                     From my window

                                Everyone is in a mask                From my window
                            We can’t tell what they say        I watched the world stand still
                              I hope this will soon pass        From Busy roads and towns
                            And the virus will go away              To houses on the hill
                                                                   The world shut down
                                       Edna Langford             There was nowhere to go
                                                                   All we could see were
                                                                   Pictures of rainbows
                                                                We’ve smiled and We’ve cried
                                                            We’ve laughed and we’ve stayed safe
                                                                   We got through it all
                                                                  With a smile on our face
                                                                    The pubs were shut
                             To start the day’s routine,           No concerts or shows
                               I always wake up early               But we are still here
                          Look forward to a lovely chat         Thanks to our Superheroes
                          With my friend called Shirley!           The sun is coming out
                                                                   The virus will go away
                                       Eileen Benton            I will continue to hold hope
                                                                  Until that beautiful day

                                                            A poem by the residents of The Lawn

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                                                                              A Simple Prayer

              When the world shrank to a screen and a room          Give us sunshine, birds, and flowers
                     and torrents of news, anxiety, gloom           Trees and streams and happy hours,
             Chats with new-found old friends in green fields       Take care of those we love the best,
              and heroes and hope were a salve and a shield.    And give us patience to put up with the rest!

                                       Emma Hewat                            Enid Troubridge

                             Look forward not behind,                       When we first met
                                   Days are glowing,
                                                                             When we first met
                                       Hopes in hand,
                                                                          I told him I was in debt
                             One jab, life on the mend.
                                                                          He said I have no money
                                                                    So, you better start running, honey
                                       Ena Huttone

                                                                                 Eve Kelly

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                                          Zoom

                             Another hour of shopping          Loving the springtime green and yellow
                               Another hour of gloom          Resting in peace with the light so mellow
                                I can’t wait for eleven          Thankful for an abundance to share
                                Then it’s time to zoom     Aware of the limits and restrictions elsewhere.

                                       Gail Gregory                         Gloria Haynes

                                   Missing Moments          It may seem like we are all being forced apart
                                                               but my family will always fill my heart.
                       Meeting up with family & friends,
                                                           It’s been a long time since I have seen their smile
                            Like a distant memory now,
                                                           Let’s all keep going we will get there in a while.
                               Longing for this to end,
                         Let’s get back to that, somehow
                                                                            Greta Venables

                                       Gianna Burns

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                                                                               Connections

                           I love the smell of the bonfire                 From out of the blue
                              On a cold winter’s night                      Connection denied
                         Makes me feel cheery and warm                      No hugs or kisses
                                                                            As loved ones died
                                  Happy and bright.
                                                                           Technology became
                                       Gwen Groome                         Our way to connect
                                                                        As we relied on computers
                                                                          For a means to reflect

                                                                         The nation gave thanks
                                                                       Every Thursday with bangs
                                                                         With battered old pans

                                                                    In our care homes all over the land
                     In loving memory of those we’ve lost,
                                                               Waiting and hoping for the dark times to pass
                    Every day we’re still counting the cost,               Connections remade
                 Of each mother, father, daughter, and son,              Though divided by glad
                              Irreplaceable – everyone.
                                                                           But all was not lost
                                                                        The menace given a shove
                                   Heather Norman
                                                                         For it would be beaten
                                                                             With a vaccine
                                                                                 And love

                                                                              Gareth Palmer

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                                          ‘2021’

            2020, that was the year that everything changed,            A year full of sadness, a year full of tears,
             Routines, disruptions, adjustments felt strange,    A year when we’ve had to march right through our fears
           Friends and family left us and for now were apart,       But a year full of love, of hope and good weather
              You’re the fondest memories cradling our heart    A year where we’ve shown what we can achieve altogether.

                                       Helen Baker                                     Isobel Jones

                      Platforms, concourses – all deserted                      Beginning an adventure,
                   An empty backpack; a locked front door                    Learning new things together,
                      A catastrophe-crisis nearly averted                          Sharing knowledge,
                     Your ticket expired the month before                       We will always remember

                                   Hilary Woodhead                                   Jack Thompson

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                                   You Do Know Me

                       When you can’t recall my name or              Days shared together
                           how in your life I play a part            Memories of the past
               Don’t look for me in your head, do not despair    Thoughts, dreams and wishes
                          You will find me in your heart         These are the things that last

                                       Jackie Poole                     Jennifer Dudley

                        A little snowdrop made me smile           The countryside in Newbury
                           And it had been a little while             In my childhood days
                      It gave me strength; it gave me hope      Lots of lovely memories of seeing
                        And then I realised, I could cope.            horses stride away.

                                       Jan Millward                     Jenny Lawrence

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                         Walking through the bluebells,            The Easter bunny is on his way
                             The perfume oh so sweet.            I can’t wait for that special Sunday.
                                 It feels like a carpet,        Chocolate, cakes, ice cream and sweets
                                 Underneath my feet!             These are all of my favourite treats.

                                         Joy Wood                          Joyce Holliday

                     Nobody coming in, nobody going out.     Virtual hugs and cuddles is all we can have
                            Covid is what it is all about.   Grandchildren growing up and missing it all.
                        Seeing family through a window        Shopping has become a thing of the past.
                                or talking on a phone.                    Roll on normality.

                                       Joyce Baxtrem                        Joyce Tibbett

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                                 Those who leave us                                A Cup of Tea!

                      All people leave a trace behind them                  First thing in the morning,
                      but some people leave a mark on us                        Last thing at night,
                           They make us better persons                      Best drink any time of day
                              and their legacy lives on              Keeps the nation going with all its might!

                                  Kasia Patynowska                                  Kath Tombs

            On this day of reflection as we think of those lost             I am writing a poem today
            We remember with sadness what Covid has cost.                      It’s all a bit of a tease
        Yet their memories live on and bring comfort and cheer              I really have nothing to say,
    As we look back on their lifetime and not just this past year.      So do come and help if you please.

                                       Kate Smyth                                   Keith Frow

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                 The Blackthorn, so bare and unwelcoming         When I am happy, I dress cute,
                             Has blossomed once more.            But when I am sad, I dress blue
                            Let us learn to bloom again,     When I am with friends, I dress white,
                      To unfurl after the harshest winter.   When I am at a party, I dress colourful.

                                       Kirsty Cartin                     Leonor Schaff

                                       Mums’ Law                  By the window birds in sight
                                                                  Sky is blue clouds are white
                       Wipe your feet and shut the door!
                                                                   Sun is shining. Very bright!
                                Mind your P’s and Q’s!
                          Don’t tell lies, or answer back,
                                                                            Lily Lay
                              Mum’s law was the rule!

                                       Len Cornish

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                               We made this our home          Strangers in the Night was playing on the radio
                                In which we can roam                  When the final phone call came
                                Looking to the garden              And took you back, back to the night
                               It does feel like home ....               You met and fell in love.

                                         Linda Bose                           Lyn Fountain

                      Your strong lithe being, tis no more,             Shopping for a neighbour
                        But in my memory, it will remain.                Gym by Zoom to keep fit
                                       Our life of love,                 Volunteering Vaccinator
                                  And free from pain.                      Simply doing my bit.

                                        Liz Richards                           Lynne Phair

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                                   What I miss most

                                   What I miss most               It took a pandemic to show us
                                 Is being by the coast                What now we all know
                            With the sun shining bright             That we need other people
                                  It’s an utter delight              To live, thrive and grow.

                     Margarita Pascal and Dawn Walker                     Martin Green

             At this time of year, we are busy thinking about     Rough are the knots to the trap
                        sowing seeds for the spring.               The lobster must not escape
            We live in a care home and with the help of Norm        He needs food and money
       I hope to bring lovely flowers into the home for summer.    What does the lobster need?

                                       Marjorie Webb                    Maureen Wilkins

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                                Beauty of the country                     Fold the napkins,
                                Lies within your heart                     Smell the food,
                              No matter where you are                      Warm and cosy,
                            It’s with you from the start                 Time for a snooze.

                                       Mavis Powell                          Min Marsh

                                       For every ‘You’           I stand against the wardrobe wall.
                                                                I hold the sobs, but the tears do fall.
                  I clapped on my doorstep to celebrate you
                                                               I hear the buzzer and I am all a flutter.
                      I cried my tears and grieved for you
                                                              I replace with a smile and do not mutter.
             I waved and blew kisses through screens to you
                      I miss you and can’t wait to see you
                                                                        Natalie Ravenscroft

                                  Michelle Williams

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                             Was it really so long ago?                        Connie. 99 and Yorkshire
                     How strange, it seems like yesterday,           Covid struck before her Queen knew of her.
                           We were in so strange a land,                    70 years married, Les his name
                              And felt a tension rising.              For he and the family, life never the same

                                   Norman Brookes                                   Oliver Thomas

               Set aside your difference, whatever it may be,           Feeling isolated, feeling far from fine
                Join together not only this day but eternally   I can look all around me at the wonders that are mine
                          We’ll never be ashamed to cry          I feel my spirits lift through the love that’s given me
            For those gone and those left behind who couldn’t     So much joy and comfort in the beauty that I see
                            say their goodbye

                                                                                     Pam Fulcher
                                       Oliver Harding

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                                                                      What I miss most

                                       Memories of you          Sharing a smile with my family
                                       Pies in the book          With hugs and kisses to hold
                                 Those were the days           Creating new memories gradually
                                 I’ve still got the look!      When all of us start to grow old.

                                        Pam Haynes            Patricia Graham and Dawn Walker

                                Spring is almost here                   Flying planes
                                  I could shed a tear.
                                                                        Up in the sky
                     I can’t wait for the sunny days ahead
                                                                        Flying so high
                     I will be in the garden on the sunbed.
                                                                      Please don’t crush
                                                                        Or else I’ll die
                                        Pat Cornwall

                                                                Patricia Graham and Eve Kelly

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                                       A cup of tea

                                       A cup of tea                    Where the earth ends and the soul begins
                                   Means a lot to me          A place of power and peace in which your spirit always spins
                              With a snack on the side             Your universal rhythm reflected in each heartbeat
                                  That I cannot hide          The Song of your love and life, in memory forever complete

                Patricia Graham, Daphne W and Eve Kelly                              Premal Bhatt

                                  When we first met                        The year 2020 wasn’t a good start
                                                                          People all around starting to depart
                                   I remember dearly
                                                                        Be nice to see family close to our hearts
                                   The day I met you,
                                                                           For a tea dance with tea and tarts
                                It was raining heavily
                              And I even lost one shoe
                                                                             Residents of Lavender Oaks

         Patricia Graham, Margarita Pascal, and Alex Vasile

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                         Come walk with me for a while              The sun will shine again the clouds will fade
                             hold my hand as you smile                   The memories will remain forever
                                In the park we will sit                Time will move on be thankful for life
                 while watching the children trying to skip            Because we are all stronger together

                   Residents of Liberty House Care Home                           Sandra Walley

                                       Pandemic                                 Courage of the staff
                                                                             Shine a light into our life
  This pandemic has controlled our lives in more ways than one,
                                                                        Helps us cope with whatever comes
     Stealing our days and happiness by splitting families apart,
                                                                         Whether it be for joy or for strife.
   But now that we are moving on there’s one thing we must do,
         Remember those we lost this year and the things that
                          they could do.                                          Sarah Lindsay

                  Residents of Marriott House and Lodge

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                  Let’s take a moment, let’s stop and pause,                            In loving memory.
     To reflect upon the year that was and all we’ve laid to rest,
                                                                                   You have gone up to heaven
           As we think of all the bad we’ve seen and the price
                              so many paid,                                             We are now apart

        Let’s be grateful for the good that’s shown humankind                       But for always and forever
                           at its absolute best.                                      You will be in my heart

                                         Sue Ascott                                         Sue Smith

                           I’ve lost David and Rosemary                       Another day passes, another day gone
                           I can’t hold Jakey and Ethan              More flowers in the garden, birds still singing their song
                                       But inside Olivia                           Sounds of nature all around,
                                A new life is growing.                     How I long to be in a very, very large crowd

                                         Sue Heiser                                       Sue Trischitta

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                                                                                  Hearts of Love

                     Jenny Wren is nesting by our window                  Don’t be sad, for what you had
            Gathering morsels to make a home for her young            The love you shared, can’t be compared
                        Moments spent quietly watching              Their memories live on, like a beautiful song
                     Reminders that life just goes on ........’    In our hearts they will stay, forever and a day

                                       Sylvie Silver              Tracy Hankey on behalf of Ashview Care Home

                                   It was frightening                     At times it’s good to walk alone
                          The lightning struck violently                     And think of good or bad
                                   And lit up the sky,                   But better to walk it hand in hand
                                   I covered my eyes                        And reflect on what we had

                                       Tilly Salter                                 Tracy Paine

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   Left to my own devices, silence is not a state I readily embrace
             Filling my time, instead with busyness and noise
                                                                      Cannot see any more smiles, as everyone is wearing a mask.
           However, this year has changed things, opening up
                                                                       Missing a pint in my local and seeing family and friends.
                           pockets of silence
                                                                                    Hoping for better times soon.
             And in these pockets I find myself open – open to
                         reflect – open to mourn                                  When covid is a thing of the past.

                                       Vic Rayner                                            Walter Ross

                         Daffodils bobbing in the breeze                       When will this lockdown hell be finished
                          Sun shining through the cloud                      So I can go down to the pub for a Guinness.
                          Through 365 days of restraint                          Meet all my friends, family and more
                            Gratitude and hope prevail                         It won’t be long till they open that door.

                                   Victoria Tischler                                       Wayne Roberts

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 Write your own poetry                                                                  Finishing your poem
 If you have been inspired by these poems and would like
 to write your own, here are a few tips.
                                                                                        + Quatrains don’t need a title but add one if you think it will
                                                                                          help the reader understand or enjoy your poem.
 Tips for writing                            Techniques                                 + Be sure to put your name and the date on it.
 + Leap straight in – don’t overthink it.    + Focus on small everyday items or
                                               events – things that people recognise.
 + Keep it really simple – don’t try                                                    Writing prompts
   to say too much.                          + Appeal to the one or more of
                                               the senses – sound, smell, touch,        Here are some ideas for your poems, try one of these, or one of your own:
 Tools                                         taste, sight.
                                                                                                     A cup of tea                   My mother’s favourite song
                                             + Be confident – your writing will be
 + Use rhyme to make your poem
                                               original and interesting to others.                  At the seaside                      When we first met
   memorable and easy to read
 + Repeat key words to give your                                                                   Flowers in a vase                     What I miss most
   poem strength
 + Try making lists: they can
   be effective                                                                         Take care
                                                                                        Writing poetry and remembering those
                                                                                        we love can be upsetting. If you need
                                                                                        to talk to someone about any aspect of
                                                                                        the process, you can contact the NAPA
                                                                                        Helpline, we can provide a listening ear
                                                                                        and signpost you to extra support and
                                                                                        helpful resources.

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