mother said I was born wicked-page 48: After the merriments of Christmas
And the New Year had now been past,
January’s snowfall was glistening
Upon the trees and grass.
Christmas is just one special day
That we wait a whole year for,
And then before we know it
It’s gone right through the door.
In those days it was a special time
None of this secret Santa business,
Receiving gifts from siblings
But don’t even know who it is.
To be a miser has become the norm
In these modern yuletide days,
People find all kinds of excuses
To avoid expense in many ways
Once upon a time we looked forward
Spending time with family or fr...
Thoughts on love...: Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source. (Leo Tolstoy)
Love, the strongest and deepest element in all life, the harbinger of hope, of joy, of ecstasy; love, the defier of all laws, of all conventions; love, the freest, the most powerful moulder of human destiny … (Emma Goldman)
Love's way of dealing with us is different from conscience's way. Conscience c...
mother said I was born wicked-page 33: WHY ARE YOU MAKING PROBLEMS,
FIND MY PACKET OF CIGARETTES
AND PUT DEM BACK WHERE YOU FOUND DEM,
MUMMY KNEW SHE COULDN’T WIN
SO SHE GAVE HIM BACK HIS FAGS,
AND WENT INTO THE KITCHEN
TO CONTINUE HER QUIET NAG,
I KNOW I WAS ONLY YOUNG AT THE TIME
BUT MY MOTHER WAS VERY DIFFICULT,
SHE WAS ALWAYS FUSSY AND IN A MOOD
AND THREW AT US ALL KINDS OF INSULTS,
MY FATHER WENT AND SMOKED SOMEWHERE
THEN CAME BACK TO GET READY FOR BED,
HE ALWAYS LEANED ON THE HEADBOARD
WITH A TOWEL DRAPED OVER HIS HEAD,
EARLY TO BED AND EARLY TO RISE
THAT’S WHAT HE ALWAYS USED TO SAY,
AND IN THE MORNING HE ...