Carol Boswell

Hi every one who comes into my garden,thank you for lighting candles,leaving tributes and pictures for my loving beautiful John.I love John and will always love him he was the kindest most caring man I have ever known.He had many friends and was deeply loved by all of them.We had one daughter who was the apple of her DAD's eyes and one grandson who was his grandads best friend he loved and adored both of them.Don't think I will ever come to terms with losing him,love him and miss him so much.Love all my friends on GTS you are such kind,caring,beautiful people THANK YOU.xx

A fun poem for Carol unfortunately I didn't write it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mucky Duck ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Little duck was full of muck, a mucky duck was she.
She waddled to the waters edge to paddle in the sea.
Quack. Quack. she washed her feathers down,
Quack. Quack. she washed her feet.
Quack. Quack. said little mucky duck,
"And now I'm nice and clean," WHOOPIE!

She went into a muddy field, and both her feet got stuck.
And all the way down to her tail she was a mucky duck.
Quack. Quack. she washed her feathers down,
Quack. Quack. she washed her feet.
Quack. Quack. said little mucky duck,
" And now I'm nice and clean " WHOOPIE!

She used to be a mucky duck, but now it's plain to see.
By swimming in the water, she's as clean as she can be.
Quack. Quack. she washed her feathers down,
Quack. Quack. she washed her feet.
Quack. Quack. said little mucky duck,
" And now I'm nice and clean" WHOOPIE!

By norman flint.

Friends to me are like rainbows
They never come to an end
They are there to support you
Tell you truths and not pretend

Friends are like forever
Make you laugh when your blue
And I'm proud Carol love
To have a friend like you.
xxxx
copyright Sharon Wheeler

My Friends

My friends mean more to me
Than all the gold in the land
Yes my friends are always there
To lend a helping hand

I love my friends everyone
I love them all the same
Always there to support you
They never point the blame

My friends shine for me
And i welcome them each day
Yes my friends are my friends
And they will never go away
Copyright© Sharon Wheeler


Betrayal Of A Confidence

To betray a friends confidence

is way below the belt

Having no compassion

for how that person felt

Betrayal of a confidence

cuts so very deep

So think before you gossip

don’t you find it hard to sleep?

You may need a friend

yourself some day

To tell your troubles to

Imagine how you’d feel

If they did the same to you

People say you live and learn

I certainly did with you

I’ll be more careful in the future

Who I tell my troubles to

copyright©Ingrid Aspey 3/8/09