Poetry Corner
..and that reminds me of the film "That's Be The Day" with David Essex and Ringo Starr. I had to sneak in to the cinema as I was underage :-)
This poem is one that sparkling lime was referring to in the "Parents of our childrens' friends" thread in Relationships and You
Reason, Season, or Lifetime
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
When you figure out which one it is,
you will know what to do for each person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON,
it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty;
to provide you with guidance and support;
to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.
They may seem like a godsend, and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON,
because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it. It is real. But only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons;
things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.
Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person,
and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.
It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
— Unknown
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I sneaked into two films as a kid... 'Apocalypse Now' and 'The Great Rock and Role Swindle'
:)
happy memories.
Thanks Louise for finding that poem. I like it, very thought provoking! I am now picking through my friends wondering who is a keeper!
No only joking! It is interesting and refreshing the idea that we don't NEED to keep people by us, we learn from them and then life moves on.
I've never seen that one before, georgina barber. I like the idea of the Zzzzzzzs!
Wow you wrote it yourself, you are very clever. That must have been a surprise to suddenly get the rhyming gift!
Georgina, what a great poem, fab to read that you wrote it yourself. Where did that poet go? It must still be inside you somewhere. Do you ever try to write more poetry and get a blank or do you just not do it anymore?
I've never tried poetry, was going to right now, but I keep thinking of my favourite one from when I was younger, no I didn't write it, but I do love it still!!
I wish I was a tube of toothpaste,
Upon your windowsill,
So every time you squeezed me
I'd get a little thrill!!
Teehee!!
What about this....
YY U R
YY U B
I C U R YY 4 me!
Do you get it?
Hi Anna,
Is the word WISE as in YY's?
Do you know what the following means? 4c
's (a clue - it takes a year to see them all)
Gina
A-ha, clever! Nearly...... it is 2 Y's........ too wise!
4c's
4c4eyes? 4cshades? 4 shades?
(a clue - it takes a year to see them all)
Oooh is yours 4 seasons?? 
?????
4specs? 4ccool? Oh I don't know 
Did you make it up?
Hi Anna, yes it is four seasons. I love crosswords and when I was training as a Teacher Assistant for Special Needs, I had to invent a game - so I devised a picturegram; using symbols to represent the alphabet. Each Season was made up of symbols, with the answers being Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn. The overall clue being the one I gave you. I had it lamenated so it could be used over and over.
Glad you like it.
Gina
There's a lot of truth in that.....made me smile, jean 
Thats brilliant! Well done you!
I've tried to write a poem to reply to you, but it just isn't coming!
Come on, who else can come up with something??
Gina do you have anything else up your sleeve?
yes! if only I had one of those money trees growing right outside my house, Munchi. Thanks for this poem, you will have struck a chord with many members!
My kids answer to 'I haven't got any money' to buy what ever it is they are asking for... is, well get some more from the machine, or why don't you get it on eBay then.. as they seem to think both of those are some how free.
: )
I don't get embarrassed about saying I haven't got any money, they know that's not what I really mean anyway, they know it means I'm not spending money on that. Need or want? Need it, as that's what they say, or want it? as both are very different... and when they say OK I want it I say well I want a million pounds and a holiday in the Caribbean, but I can't.
And another things.. can I have it? well yes you probably could, the question is may you and the answer is no, my mum used to say that to me.
Shopping is a hassle anyway as they just follow me round the shop going can I have this? can I have this? with me going no! no! we don't need it or not today, they are pretty good in that they don't sulk, at least rarely, but I just forget what it was I came to the shop for in the first place and I have to tell them to stop talking cos they are confusing me. They generally shuffle off to the sweet section and do some window shopping and just pop back with the occasional thing.
There is a shelf with sweets that cost in the region of 10p I let them get something from there that they have to present to me before I reach the till, which is in it's self a game that goes no, no, no until they actual show me something that actually costs 10p or there about.
I don't care what people think, I'm a single parent on benefits, I actually don't have any money, I shop in charity shops, my kids look like they just walked out of a squat, (which I think is cool) :) and I'm quite happy to raise my voice or reprimand them in public, like in shops and they know that now so we have gotten past that throwing tantrums in shops thing too.
I have walked out of the shop before and waited for them to come out and then walked home with nothing followed by two moaning crying children.
They're kids, they're resourceful at getting what they want, I'm training them to get it verbally rather than with tears and tantrums, if they out wit me with some sort of cunning reason I give in.
This is probably going to bit me in the bum when they become teenagers.
I would have put this in the form of a poem but I can't
:)
Don't worry, Bubblegum, when they are teenagers, all they wil be able to say is "uuuh?" and "whatever..." so they still won't be able to outwit you 
My son says 'wotever' now! and my daughter does this thing where she points at me and then makes the shape of an L with her thumb and index finger, she's six and he's seven.
So the rot has already set in.
I should probably just give up and go home now.
Well me too then, because it is "pants",apparently, that I won't allow my youngest to go to an almost all-night party in a town 20 miles away at the house of someone I have never heard of, go home to another unknown boy's house and roll home mid-afternoon tomorrow.
Pants! ha ha : )
I dread that scenario, I'm a bloke and I have a daughter!! what am I going to say when that eventuality arises? I shall have to just follow here and hide in some bushes or something and then leap out if anyone (male) comes anywhere near her.
Maybe you should do the same camp out in a car in some sort of disguise with a coffee and some doughnuts and a pair of binoculars.
That's what I intend to do and have told my daughter as much.. and that she's not allowed boyfriends anyway that there is a strong tradition in our family of arranged marriages and that I'm not arranging one for her, that what ever any boys touch her with I shall be chopping off and hanging on the wall as a warning to any others.
: )
Luckily though she still thinks she is going to marry Bob the builder when she grows up and that I can come to live with them. I shall just have to keep reinforcing that dream of hers.
Bubblegum I always think it must be much harder if you have daughters.
My policy with my boys has been to allow them plenty of freedom until they show me they are not to be trusted or that this results in trouble. With the eldest, it wasn't too bad, but the climax came when at age 18 he arrived home in a taxi at 6am, with both shoes full of sick (had taken them off to be sick in, in the taxi, to avoid the £50 fine), sneaked round the back of the house, took off all his clothes except his boxers (as they were also covered in sick) sneaked upstairs and laid in bed for the following day with a bucket for company. From then on, there were curfews in place.
The youngest has been much more troublesome and the latest was that he was caught trying to get into a club with someone else's ID and was brought home by the police. I was hauled out of bed to greet them (he was supposed to be at best friend's for a sleepover). Hence a very strict curfew now and definitely NO PARTY. I have a grid of sanctions in the shape of a ladder blue-tacked to the cupboard door and he knows now that the consequences of misbehaviour are to move down the ladder to the next stage. Stages include curfews, lack of internet, lack of pocket money etc. or he can earn his way back up the ladder by being good.At the moment he is on the top rung of the ladder and trying to get off it altogether. Phew!
As for Bob the Builder as a son-in-law, sounds excellent; you could get all your DIY done for free
Your sound like pretty normal teenage boys : )
When I was fourteen I was bough home by the police for spraying Anarchy symbols on the side of some council houses.
I like that ladder thing, I shall have to remember it : )
Hi Jean
Fantastic poem! I have just added it to our Family Quilt, have a look! http://interactive.onespace.org.uk/quilt/
If anyone else is a budding poet, bring it on, lets make a book!! I look forward to more.