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Fear of the future 
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Frances says:  I like this poem because it reminds me to focus on the everyday beauty of ordinary things like the sun rising every morning  and setting every evening . When I'm feeling very anxious about the future I say to myself "Everything is going to be OK in the end, and if it's not OK, it's not the end". That really helps me. 

Everything Is Going to Be All Right 
by Derek Mahon 

How should I not be glad to contemplate
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?
There will be dying, there will be dying,
but there is no need to go into that.
The poems flow from the hand unbidden
and the hidden source is the watchful heart.
The sun rises in spite of everything
and the far cities are beautiful and bright.
I lie here in a riot of sunlight
watching the day break and the clouds flying.
Everything is going to be all right.


Try this for sighs....

24/2/2021

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Valerie says : This poem was written by my friend Janet and sent to me  in the first Lockdown . It cheered me up when missing my family and friends. 
Try this for sighs
by JD Nicholson - Lailey (2020)
​We must shun everyone; not much fun.
All alone; mustn’t moan.  Got my phone.
When will it end? Call a friend; just press ‘send’.
Let them come to my room, via Zoom.
Propose a feast, invite a guest – ten at least!
Plan a menu, choose a venue, when the end’s due.
 
To soothe and heal enjoy what’s real, a song, a meal....
Though we’re fractious, nature will patch us, love will catch us.
Life is testing but birds are nesting.
Children play as best they may through a long day.
Not much scope; adapt and cope, wait in hope.
Help each other, father, mother, sister, brother.
 
We may sigh for days gone by, we will cry
for those who leave.  We must grieve.
But also live!  Let us thrive and survive.
Clouds do not last.  This too shall pass





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