We have decided to set this page up to showcase some of the wonderful literary delights that have been sent in to us by our patients, families and supporters.
If you would like us to publish one of your poems on to our page please send it to us via email at email@example.com or call Danni on 01926 838 830 to find out more.
Grandad Ireland – written by Paige
We had a wonderful grandad,
One who never really grew old;
His smile was made of sunshine,
And his heart was solid gold;
When I think about my grandad,
He definitely was one of a kind,
When I think about my grandad;
I know he was a wonderful guy.
With tears in are eyes we watched you pass away
and although we love you dearly
we could not make you stay.
A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
So as times passes our tears will dry,
And our hearts will mend,
but our love for you grandad will never end
Pendant – written by David
An invisible pendant
Around my neck
And if it were visible and seen
Would it bother me, no by heck.
It’s heart shaped and glistening
As bright as a million solar flares
And if people saw it and commented
I’d say so what, who cares.
The pendant my sweetheart is you
A treasure chest of diamonds and gold
A cavalcade of moons, suns and stars
Forever in my heart for me to hold.
In Loving Memory of Chris – written by John
In January I lost my beloved wife
Dear Chris was the soulmate of my life.
The heartbreak I’m suffering is hard to bear,
I still can’t believe that she’s not there.
She came to Myton – it was her wish
I think to alleviate my anguish.
The staff were wonderful during her short stay
And today I thank you for hosting this day.
And now fast approaches the time of Yuletide;
It won’t be the same without Chris by my side.
But the kids and grandkids will make sure I am fine
What for me will be a difficult time.
And finally I’d like to say
Keep helping the sick and infirm every day.
Your work is appreciated not only by me
But also by the rest of my family.
Place Your Love – written by David
Place a heart upon a rainbow
Place a kiss on cheek
Place strength to continue
On those feeling weak.
Place a hand upon a hand
Place your love which has rusted
For there is a space now
Vacated by one you trusted.
Place your words carefully
Speak them into the air
So they can be heard
By the one who is not there.
Place every teardrop that falls
Into the valley of streams
And hold close the one missing
Within your night time dreams.
Mind’s Eye – written by Rene
When Low in Spirit I can go
To where my eyes can see,
The wonder of a secret place
Where no one else can be.
In my mind’s eye I can walk
Where sunlit mountains rise,
Where purple heather reaches up
To meet the morning skies.
And high above the valley
Where the silver water sings,
The golden eagles hang aloft
On silent, spreading wings.
I watch the sliding shadows
As a mirrored image seen,
Where white clouds drift majestically
On grey to softer green.
In my mind’s eye I can see
The landscape, wild and free,
A special place I keep inside
The secret heart of me.
Time – written by Peter
It can give many emotions – some good, some bad,
Too soon our loved ones ran out of it – so very sad.
It can catch you out – with such a fright,
It can come in a package – shiny and bright.
Myton, you gave yours– when needed most,
Here it was special – right on the post.
Mostly it’s great – wonderful and kind,
At its best – with a joining of minds.
It’s sad at Christmas – missing friends,
Treasure it for ever – To each day’s end.
No Time – written by Rene
It’s time to put my slippers on
To join the human race,
But someone’s moved my toothbrush
And has used up all the paste.
It’s time to get the children up,
It’s time to pour the tea,
The bacon crackles in the pan,
This time it’s up to me.
There’s been a little squabble,
No time to talk it through,
It seems she found her favourite doll,
Stuck head first down the loo.
It’s time to shout, ‘Be careful,’
As they head out of the door,
I’d like another cup of tea
But there isn’t anymore.
It’s time to put my coat on,
It’s time to catch the bus,
‘‘Hello, I haven’t seen you…’
‘Sorry, I’m in a terrible rush.’
I’ve loaded up my plastic bags,
I’m heading for the door,
A wheel fell off my trolley
And I can’t carry any more.
Just time to walk the High Street,
To catch the bus again,
I can’t put up my brolly,
Haven’t seen the sun since, When?
It’s time to feed the animal,
The dog is barking mad,
The cat won’t even talk to me
And the hamster’s looking sad.
It’s time to wash the dishes
And it’s time for the machine,
And Harry’s playing football
And his kit is still pale green.
It’s time to do the cleaning
And it’s time to make the beds,
It’s time I darned a pair of socks
But I can’t find any threads.
It’s time to take the dog out
Then, it’s time to iron that shirt,
He only wore it yesterdayWhere did it gather dirt?
It’s time to put the meat in
And it’s time to wash the veg,
And again I’ll clean the window
Where the cat’s been on the ledge.
It’s time to smile and say,
‘That’s very good, I knew you could,
And now get out to play.’
I’ve washed the doll and dried it off
Used bleach while in the sink,
But it won’t be going anywhere
Because its hair turned pink,
That gloating clock is looking down,
That face that rules sublime,
It’s ticking loudly in my head,
It watches all the time.
Its singing chime reminds me
That I only have an hour,
I see the cakes I made have gone
But I must sweep up the flour.
I turn away, concealing hate
As I prepare for bed,
A heavy hammer in my hand
To smash its timeless head…..