God's Given Me Another Day, comical poem number 521 by Angela Lansbury.

 God's given me another day

To go to work, stay home and play

To walk, a dog, run, jog or hike

Sit on a bus or mountain bike

Eastern Explorer Hop-on Hop-off bus, sandy beach, blue sea, bay and boats, Waiheke Island, North Island, New Zealand. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

After good rest throughout the night

I see dawn's light with great delight

Small smears to clean, small wrongs to right

Add colours to life's black and white

I'll pick a pen or hold a mic

The world's my stagel. Does life, rehearse?

Thank Gods, parents, the universe

I'll crystallise it all in verse

With love. Selfie photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

I hear small bees, see big oak trees

Gardens, ponds, parks, date palms all please

So much to paint, snap, write and see

Big world of joy - for little me.

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I changed the negative line 'Cradle to grave, from crib to hearse'

to the line of the idea I had missed out, 'God ,,, (or just),the universe'.

I changed the universally relevant line

'sit on a bus or wheel a bike', because it was mundane,

to the more visual and fun 'open top bus or mountain bike'?

'Open top bus or mountain bike'

As usual I have stuck to eight syllables per line.

I took from 6 am to 6.23 to type up what I had thought about for half an hour. I had to get up early to capture it. at 7.40 am I have had breakfast, edited, moved a verse and added photos.

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Big Thread, Small Needle comic poem number 363 by Angela Lansbury

 Somewhere in far off China

There's a factory with a beadle

Whose job is to defend

The man who makes sewing needles

Those litle sewing needles

With the tiny eye

Too small for anyone to thread

God alone knows why

One day I'll write a letter

Explaining my complaint

Or maybe I'll do better

In person with poisoned paint

I'll shout and rant, in English

Make holes big enough for thread!

Chase him with sewing scissors

Until one of us is dead.

I think I'll write to someone

About the Nobel prize

It should go to someone

Who makes needles with big eyes

Maybe we'll run all day

Maybe we'll run all night

Or another twenty years

Until we prove who's right.

And I'll go down in history

As pioneering, wise

The courageous sewer

Who fought for bigger eyes.

Maybe I made a mistake

Disregard what I said

Another's worse, or equally bad

Blame the maker of the thread

But I should end positive

Sewers please take heed, all

Who should win the nobel prize

The make of the self-threading needle

Self threading needle. Photo by Angela Lansbury

It solves all the problems

It sets the world to right

I found one, lost in my sewing box

My day's now filled with delight.

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Hearing Children Running And Screaming

 Hearing Children Running And Screaming

by Angela Lansbury

Small children love to jump and run

They won't stay still, running's more fun

They like to push, scream, splash and shout

They zig zag, bump, fall, leap about

They race and fall, parents don't care

Kids knock you down, they like to share

They do not speak if they can shriek

I'll die or go deaf by next week

Save sanity, observe these rules

Don't live beside an infants' school

Don't read beside a swimming pool

Save hearing, bruised limbs, with these tools.

Remember granny's old wise words

Kids look cute, seen, - not raced, nor heard!

I want to speak but hold my breath

I think their Mum and Dad are deaf.

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About the Author

Angela Lansbury is a travel writer and photographer, author and speaker, fashionista. Please share links to your favourite posts or one or more of the blogs

Books include Wedding Speeches and Toasts (Ward Lock/Cassell)

Quick Quotations (Lulu.com) 

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For one hour online individual tutorials or group workshops contact

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From Young To Old by Angela Lansbury

You run so fast from young to old
You run so fast from hot to cold
You run so fast from cold to hot
From yes I can to I cannot

Fast learn the skill of one who can
Watch folks fast change from woman to man
If you keep busy every day
How fast your life will pass away

You run so fast from cold to hot
From I remember to I forgot
You run so fast from rival to friend
You run so fast from start to end

You run so fast from hot to cold
You run so fast from young to old.

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Copyright Angela Lansbury

Friday 17 January 2020.