Ros Venn Poems

Room 6 is always cold,
Sun radiators and energy efficient lights have no effect,
Exams, English and French all in Room 6,
Two levels Higher and ordinary,
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Life has two points, a beginning and an end,
It can be lived a multitude of ways,
Positive, negative, boring, interesting, sad and many more,
For some it can be a persevering and others “a walk in the park”.
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Why is there so many flowers on the ground?
What do they represent?
They say one petal is equal to one day she'll never see.
What is life, if one so young can have it stolen away?
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The Emerald Isle is crying out for help,

Her people, they are afraid of what's happening,
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I long to go back to the sea, to hear the syren's wails,
Among the elements that let me be, I would hoist the sails,
Up to where our flag flew, tis here I feel free,
There's nothing but blue, as far as the Eye can see.
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Intrusion by Ros Venn

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While reflecting on how things are going,
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Goodbye, my friend.
Go forth with courage.
This is not the end!
I wish you Bon Voyage.
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It's been one year since your passing,
Why did it happen? I keep asking.
There are times, where something makes memories spark,
Of you and your mother, like coming home from the park,
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Where do you spend most of your time?
Confined to a mental cell, without committing a crime.
I am partially trapped without purpose,
I appear fine to you, at least on the surface.
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To my mother, I want to say thanks,
Though my existence may purely be chance,
It is without you or my father,
That I am not put together,
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