Beck's Poetry
One thing that i've learned over the years is that something as simple as a poem can go a long way to bringing comfort to people who have suffered one of the most tragic of losses and have nothing to show for it.
I often used to write for those who I felt were most in need of some comfort as the inspiration struck me.
Autumn Angel
Feel the frost in the air
Most people wouldn't care
For me, it shows you're there
Running your fingers through my hair
The trees are all aglow
In every colour of the rainbow
I walk slow
My mind full of you
Soon Fall will give way to the winter snow
The trees all a twinkle and glow
I see you everywhere you know
Although you are gone
You still live on
Right here in my heart
We will never part
The Dream
The day is nearly at an end
Yet the memories of you keep on coming
To beat me, just like the sun beat down on me.
I see you in my mind's eye
Smiling your first smile,
Cutting your first tooth
Taking your first steps
Going to school that first day
Becoming the strong, beautiful women you'll be one day
And having careers I can only dream of...
Then I wake up and realise it was just a dream.
For you aren't here with me, you soar high above me
And I dry my eyes and pick up the pieces of my heart.
All The Fun Of The Fair
Every year, I go through this charade
I act excited as I read the road closures
I wonder if I’ll see any loaded trucks or even a caravan
Perhaps I’ll even see Chaos
As the days tick away
Fair men race to get the build done
Dread begins to loom on the horizon
At last, the final ride is finished
The long familiar search lights scan the sky
Visible from right across town
And the music carries on late into the night
Laughter and screams echo all around
The time has come
I can’t delay my punishment any longer
I’ll venture up to the fair
My eyes see nothing
My nose is overpowered
So many smells nothing is identifiable any more
In my heart are my 2 lovely daughters
My mind silently utters a prayer
That they should know I loved them so
On what should be
Their 8th and 12th fair
So please leave me be
As I take my precious angels through your fair
Let me look glum as you race to and fro
Happy Halloween Summer and Autumn
Halloween creeps closer
The weight of the dread gets heavier and heavier
She knows how it will be already
Smiling sweetly and handing out the candy
All the while, her eyes roaming
The little faces stood before her
She longs to rush out in the dark of night
To see if she'll find her babies there
Perhaps it was just an evil trick?
Somehow, she holds it together until the end of the evening
Her heart breaks as she howls into her pillow
Her arms empty and longing for 2 special angels
Who wait just beyond her arms' reach
Fly High, Little Angels
Fly high little angels
High up into the bright sky
Rest your weary wings on a cloud oh so soft and fluffy
Fly high little angels
Fly high to catch the balloon Mummy has released for you to play with
Fly high little angels so that your beautiful wings aren’t tainted from the evil down here.
Fly high little angels
So you can watch over Mummy through life’s celebrations and trials
Fly high little angels
So Mummy can hear you softly call her name in the gentle breeze
Fly high little angels
So that the tiny light from the candle looks like a star in the night sky
Fly high little angels
And make friends with all the other little angels
For Mummy knows she’ll see your beautiful faces again one day
I'm A Little Treasure
I’m a beautiful little treasure
My time here will be brief
But like a thief
I will steal a peace of your heart
So that when we must part
I’ll have a piece of you
And you a piece of me
Times will be hard
But please know that I’m always here with you
I’m the gentle breeze waving through the trees
The warm sun watching you frolic and have fun
I miss you just as you miss me
The rain that falls on your face is merely a kiss from me.