Heather Williamson
Poetry on roots, love, life and faith
Tag: children
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The last mince pie of the season
This last mince pie of the season is a thingof greatest beauty.The pastry short, the lid slightly too small.In between the points of the star-shaped pastryon top, mincemeat oozes out.This home-made pie is small; not the showy itemsold in supermarkets in boxes of six, with intricate patternson top and a foil base. These mismatched pies,… Read.
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Nativity
Tinselly haloesAnd poorly made tunicsTied at the waistWith Dad’s dressing gown beltAnd lisps of “Away -Away in a manger”Sung by small shepherds Who fervently kneltMum and Dad sniffingAnd quietly recordingTo show to the familyLater that dayAnd little Lord JesusNot crying but wrapped upIn somebody’s tea towelHead first in the hayWhat is it that brings usThe… Read.
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After school drop-off
Hiding in my car after school drop-offI’m sure I’m not alone in thisI’ve raced around making breakfastsAnd lunches and drinksFinding PE kits and art bagsHairbrushes, toothbrushesSocks, ties and pantsAnd now you are all set and goneI blow a kiss after you – Since people are near who might see -And I sitNow I have time… Read.
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To Whom It May Concern
To whom does poetry belong?And where does it reside?Within the hearts of those who loveOr those who’ve ever triedIn souls of grieving parentsWhose precious child has passedIt lives inside the tired soulHoping to the lastIt’s in the eyes of childrenListening to a mother’s songIt’s here within our troublesAnd when we’ve suffered longFor written in a… Read.
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This Year
When my son began at his new school, it was agreed (based on my conversation with the previous sendco) that he would not be required to do homework. With his significant challenges in autism and adhd, this is only kind. And as a result he is coping well. Of course, as soon as improvements are… Read.
My Wordly Wealth 