In another life I was hereAnother age, strange, yet vaguely familiarHalf remembered days,of nightmares trying to take shapeThat once nearly swallowed ..
As they slowly filed inThe audience studied their facesGirls, bright eyes sparklingFull of anticipationBoys with wary glancesWishing they were elsewhe..
I used to think when a mother had passed overThe holding chain on the anchor of lifewhich held you tightHad forever goneBut I am so wrong!. Oh so wron..
Picture the scene: walking int he High Street in Town, when suddenly you become aware that poeple are looking at you and pointing, not caring what yo..