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Red.
From Horses To Humans.
The Last Sleep
Maggie
Summer
Not Guilty
The Haunted House.
My Sympathy
God`s Our Father
Dreams
The Mountain.
If You Don`t Take The Chances
Baby Blue.
My Mary.
Beware What You Wish For.
Mother
Baby Talk
My Son
Feelings.
Middle Years.
Anniversaries.
Maximilian
The Driving Test
On Reflection.
Catch Your Dreams.
Happy Seventeen.
Freedom.
To All Midwives.
Dine Out On Love
Count Your Blessings.
The Old Tramp
Winter.
Autumn.
One Cold Christmas Morn,
Only Human.
The New Millennium.
To Josh-aged 11
Time
A State Of Mind.
Tae Ma Bed.(To Scots Everywhere)
Twelve Today.
Our Precious Twins.
To Someone Not Yet Born.
To Big John
Down Memory Lane
First Wedding Anniversary.
My Doctor.
Old Love.
The Glass Cage.
My Darling Girl.
Miss You Mum Moments.
Nineteen
Proverbs
Without Me. Nothing..
The Human Rat Race.
A Mothers Memories.
Share A Prayer.
Nature.
My Mum
Parody-To my son. No Charge.
In A Nutshell
The Human Question
Our Quiet Moment.
Young And Beautiful. (Parody Elvis-Young And Beautiful)
Way Down In Tomorrow.
Winter In April
Childhood Street.
Do Not Say Goodbye.
The Xmas Gift.
Growing Up.
True Friendship
Poverty.
Dignity.
Doomed.
To Robert Burns. (Bard of Scotland.)
Is There Someone Out There.
The Twin Towers. Pay Up Time.
Sweet Sixteen.
The Little Wishing Well.
Maybe I`ll Be There.
Softly Softly.
Sixteen Candles. (Dunblane Children)
The Proposal
Ah! Sweet Childhood.
Twenty-one.
A Son.
Ignore Me At Your Peril.
Grace
Dear Heart.
Lying In The Gutter. `Dedicated to bagpy.@.........`
Words.
Womanhood.
If I Could Turn Back Time.
Eighteen Summers
Use Youth Carefully.
Is Life Real.
You`ll Go To Hell.
Grandad
Who Are You.
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Penniluck's legacy
My Doctor.
Most doctors treat their patients
From up above somewhere.
But you my dearest doctor
You handle them with care.
You let them know you`re human
With failings of your own.
You don`t rush them out the door
Confused and all alone.
You listen to their problems
You seek beneath the skin
You don`t presume your patients
Are just a little dim
You give them time to tell you
The reason they are there
Be proud of your compassion
Most don`t have much to spare.
If ever you should wonder
Why you do the job you do
Remember this - you didn`t choose
I think the job - chose you.
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