Patricia Page

Liverpool, England, UK

I was born, July 1943, in Liverpool. I was divorced in 1967. My three nieces, Lisa, Jenny, Selina and nephew Peter, visit whenever possible. I have a married Uncle living in Scotland, one in Southport, one in Hayton and an Auntie living in Cheshire as well as one in Warrington, so I have plenty of cousins. The neighbors are very nice. Their gardens are beautiful in the summer. My mother and I are patiently waiting for the rose bushes to sprout, wondering what colour they will be. I hope you enjoy my poems. I like writing and reading poems and drawing.


An Appreciation

When we think of the sun,
We think of warmth and having fun,
it makes the plants and flowers grow,
Things to make us happy when we are feeling low
Beautiful flowers like the rose and the poppy,
Beautiful things that artists like to copy,
The beautiful rainbow,
A colourful show,
The beautiful blue sea,
Gods T.V.
For us to share,
A beautiful earth for us to love and treat with care
Beautiful trees and the grass that is green
Twinkling stars and the moon at night can be seen
I hope you enjoyed this little rhyme,
I would love to write more but I'm running out of time.

God's Creatures

My sister has a cat called Lucy,
gosh and she is very choosey,
My friend had a dog called Ted
He would let you know when he had not been fed,
Then there were two budgies, Joey and Soey, they died,
Now they will be swinging in heaven, side by side.
Then there is Tim the circus horse,
He loves the people and the applause
Then there are the lovely goldfish,
They swim so free in their bowl, by a pretty pink dish,
The sparrows keep on chirping happily, even when the weather is cold
The pigeons walk around, looking for food in all kinds of weather so bold,
Then there is the elephant so big and strong,
And the swan with its beautiful neck so white and long.
And the beautiful zebra looks like a striped horse,
That has been painted by God
These are all creatures of God, Big and small
and short and tall,
Even you and I are all beautiful in God's eyes,
no matter what our size.

All poems Copyright © 1997 Patricia Page. All rights reserved.