Gold Package

After a long day at work filled with frustrating meetings, appointments being cancelled or the person turning up late i finally arrive home after 9pm. I reach for the key in my bag, as I do I see for the first time a package wrapped in expensive gold coloured paper on top of which was laid a fresh red rose. Searching for a card I find none, spooky or mysterious I question. I bring the box inside, laying it on the hall table. Entering the kitchen my stomach begins to complain. Lunch had been worked through. After fixing a sandwich and small salad I took the meal into the sitting room with a much needed glass of wine. Curling up on the couch I sip the wine and eat watching some nonsense tv. When I wake it is 1am. I wash the plate and glass in the kitchen. I switch on the kettle for a cup of herbal tea before bed. Sitting at the table sipping the herbal tea I suddenly remember the parcel. Leaving the table I retrieve the package from the hall. placing the parcel on the kitchen worktop and the rose in a small vase I begin unwrapping the medium sized box. Finally removing the last bit of wrapping I find a smaller box inside, this has to be some joke I think. After opening the small box I find a leather bound book of love poems with no inscription or clue who the sender is.

Good Thoughts Make A Happy Person

If good thoughts make a happy person

What do bad thoughts do

Most people have a mix of good and bad

Thoughts

I believe we do not have to act on our every

Thought

How blissful to have only good thoughts

How happy we might be each day

Mindfulness suggests we keep positive

Push negativity aside

This takes practise

Good thoughts make a happy person

This state is worth achieving

Will Glass Coffins Be A Success

Buried or cremated

A decision we all eventually make

The traditional coffin

Or the environment friendly one

is another question

Not sure a glass coffin is the way to go

What if it smashed

I think like that

we humans are more used to viewing

the remains then the coffin is closed

Seeing the remains lowered into the grave

is hard enough but to view the corpse being

Lowered into the ground through a glass coffin

Would not be for me

Everyday I hear of things never heard of before

My despair at the way this world is changing

Deepens

Frog

We kids crowd into

A neighbours garden

Word has spread

Their son has acquired a frog

I stand gazing at the frog

Marvelling at this first encounter

The frog gazes back