Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Travellers Searching




Travellers Searching
by Angela Lansbury

I was always looking for another
I was searching for the perfect lover
Somebody else, that special somebody
But the secret of joy was down to me

My parents let me go said they were glad
I’d travel and see things they never had
Things were better when I wrote a letter
Only later I knew that they’d been sad

I thought that I had found the perfect lover
He said he’d leave his family for me
I promised I’d stay friends right to the end
But first I’d go home to my family

I knew my childhood home was the winner
I arrived just in time, one last dinner
My lover wasn’t cold but soon sick and old
My dreams of a new home were not to be

My childhood’s in this faded photograph
My parents are happy and we all laugh
I know that happiness is home all the while
So I smile at small children, wave and smile,

I sit contented in my rocking chair
I’m just happy to know carers are there
Work and the world’s riches don’t worry me
I’m happy with my friends and family..

Alternative ending
I chant, sing and rock endless in my chair
I gratefully grab carers who stand there
Work, rain and riches no longer knock me
My lottery win's friends and family.

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Copyright Angela Lansbury
2016 March 23rd

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The Truth by Angela Lansbury




The Truth
by Angela Lansbury

Now is the time
To tell the truth
To all my fans
And dearest friends

You see your life
Much more clearly
You join the dots
As your life ends

Dreams take me back
To my childhood
When I was small
I ould not see

Couldn’t answer
When they asked me
When you’re adult
What will you be?

I was silent
I wish I’d known
All I needed
A happy home

I left my home
I grew and grew
I searched the world
Stiil never knew

My parents died
Left me alone
Now all I want
Is home sweet home

Now is the time
To tell the truth
To all my fans
And dearest friends

All I need is
A table and chair
A bed, smart head 
And friends who care

I am so glad
When we all meet
That’s all I need
Then life is sweet

There are true friends
I can’t forget
Good souls like you
I’ve not yet met.
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Copyright Angela Lansbury, March 23 2016
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