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The Grandest Of Them All


The Grandest Of Them All It appears to have got forgotten All the young kids separated by this God Damn Rotten!!! Mummy and Daddy at the coal face Leaving Gran's and Papa's too replace.... Imagine for a moment and I know it's the greatest of bestowment Their wee faces so confused Separated from their Mummy Or Daddy Inside their wee heads are bruised. This crazy virus, too end in days they say, tears run down the eyes, then... can I come home... A quiet soft and gracious moan and a tearful eye. This act of the uppermost professionalism can't go without praise.... these lost days.... parenting over the phone, the cuddles which each miss, their comfort zone, and own bed is for now amiss Playing Mummy or Daddy... So we can play Mummy or Daddy at their expense and cherished kiss. Now no matter how much pounds or pence... This is waaaay beyond a job..... Waaaaay beyond natural... So if we can have a wee like and share this will be on everyone's behalf... SO CAN WE SHOW OUR APPRECIATION TO ALL THOSE CHILDREN OF NHS AND EVERY OTHER KEYWORKERS SHOP KEEPERS AND STAFF. THE PARENTS Who are apart from their bundles of joy right now for our better good.... Anything less would be very rude.... THANK YOU ALL EVERYONE... SPECIAL SHOUT OUT TO OUR LOCAL ONE.... Jen Tweedie ❤️ thanks Jen 👍 XX The Bard o Biggar
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Darren Gray

I write poetry on Mental Health.... I have Bi-Polar Disorder.

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