Poems by Timothy Halliday

When I remember you, I remember the first time we met.
I look back at our time together with absolutely no regret.

When I remember you, I remember the first time I looked into your eyes.
I couldn't believe my luck; I thought I had won first prize.

When I remember you, I remember when you stole my heart.
I knew from that first moment they could never keep us apart.

When I remember you, I remember our favourite song,
But somehow it sounds different without you humming along.

When I remember you, I always shed a tear
For every moment we had together and every happy year.

When I remember you, I miss our walks alone at night,
Stars in the sky, hand in hand, we surely were a sight.

When I remember you and the love we always shared,
Of life without you at my side, no way was I prepared,

So now when I remember you, my love, I remember mostly this...
I'll see you soon in paradise, and together we'll reminisce.

You were a ripple on a glass-like pond,
Just a moment in time; it's hard to respond.

A wave crashing onto an empty beach,
I went to talk, but I've lost all speech.

A whisper in the winter night's air.
How can this be true, how can this be fair?

You were meant to live; this just feels rotten.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten.

A ray of sunshine through darkened clouds.
The silence is deafening amidst the crowds.

The sound of a bee on a summer's day,
You were here for a moment, but then you went away.

I keep you in my heart like a trap I'm caught in.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten.

I will love you always, you have to know.
You were so small, no time to grow.

You were here for a moment, and then you were gone.
It's hard to move forward; it's hard to go on.

I remember you still; I wrapped you in cotton.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten.

I want to shout, and I still want to scream.
I want to wake up out of this terrible dream.

Your beauty took my breath away.
I wish you could still be here; I wish you could stay.

I'm meant to move on; I'm meant to climb,
But how do I move past that brief moment in time?

There's only one thought when I remember you now.
The promise I made, I remember my vow.

I know what I told you; I'd love you forever.
You're gone now, but forget you? Never!!

So remember please my only begotten.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten...

At the minute, times are tough.
The self-isolation can be rough.
Day after day, night after night.
The future unfolding is not so bright.
The world seems so strange, just not the same.
It feels so detached; it's such a shame.
This can't be it; there's got to be more.
We've got to reset; we've got to restore.
The world's in bad shape, but it's not the end.
Be there for one another; try to be a good friend.
At the minute, yes, times are tough,
But if we stick together, it can be enough.
Give encouragement and show our support.
By showing love to all, we cannot fall short.
Yes, the world's in bad shape, and yes, it's strange,
But together we can beat this; only together we can change.
So no matter how bad things seem to be,
If we are in it together, it's not that bad; I think you'll agree.
We need to be patient; we need to be kind.
If we do it this together, true joy we can find
So once again our future looks bright.
Together we'll get through this; the end is in sight,
So don't get upset; just smile or grin
'Cause these are the times we find ourselves living in...

The Quiet Dawn

A hush before the sun unfolds,
The air alive with dreams untold.
The trees hold secrets in their shade,
Each leaf a vow the stars conveyed.

The rivers hum with ancient lore,
Each ripple whispers, "There is more."
The stones remember, still and wise,
The birth of mountains, endless skies.

Beneath the earth, where roots entwine,
A hidden pulse, a steady line.
It beats in rhythm, soft yet true,
The heart of worlds unseen by you.

And in this dawn, the fleeting spark,
A quiet voice cuts through the dark.
It asks no questions, needs no name,
Yet in its breath, we are the same.

So take this moment, let it grow,
Like seeds of wonder, winds will sow.
For in the stillness, life begins
The quiet dawn where all light wins.

By Tinytim...