I’ve found this box and it’s a good fit,

There’s really nowhere quite like it,

So  it’s precisely where I choose to sit,

And I think I’ll stay here quite a bit,

If food and friends and family permit! 

© Caro Ness 2015 

Love is just a four-letter word
Like long, or like, or wish, or hope,
Yet, though it may seem quite absurd,
It encircles the heart with silken rope,
And makes each day seem bright and new,
With myriad wonderful things to do.
No hill too steep, no road too far,
To be precisely where YOU are!
You, the lover, you the muse,
You the beautiful dancing shoes
That sashay into the mind, the brain,
And linger, like a sweet refrain,
That needs discovering again and again….
Love is just a four letter word,
Like sing, or grin, or feel or hold,
Yet it’s the icing on the cake,
The greatest story ever told.
It’s the fizz in a fine champagne,
It’s the huff and puff of an old steam train
The breeze breathing gently on your face
The intricacies of a piece of lace,
It’s euphoria, it’s a dream
It’s the cherry on top of a large ice cream,
It’s a name you can’t ignore
If I’m the apple, your its core,
It’s a megatastic superstore.
Love is just a four-letter word,
But oh, it is so much MORE

© Caro Ness 201 

I’m damned if I do, and damned if I don’t,

Damned if I will, and damned if I won’t.

I must try to make choices, this I do know,

Decisions are needed in order to grow,

But often I find that at this I’m quite slow!

There’s so much to consider when trying to decide,

And, having done so, there’s nowhere to hide!

But away with the flakiness, just make the right choice,

And, having made it, it’s cause to rejoice! 

© Caro Ness 2015   

So here I am sitting down  next to my mum,
Who happens to be  driving,
And I’m watching everything as it comes,
To see when we’ll be arriving.
I’m an irresistible little flump,
A tearaway, loving, funny chump,
I’m happy, yes, I’m thriving.
© Caro Ness 2015  

Ruby red from the pan,

Cooked by my love,

Inviting crustacea,

Piled high on my plate,

For lunch!

© Caro Ness 2015 

I wanted something organic to live in. 

So I built myself a mushroom!

© Caro Ness 2015 

I wanted to build a home in the wood,

My idea of the perfect neighbourhood,

Just sky, and grass, and plants and trees,

And the freedom to do as I please.

© Caro Ness 2015 

Life had, over years,

Crept back to the wood,

And fallen trees,

Mossed    over,

Looked like bodies,

Fighting to reemerge 

From a carpet of green, green

Grass.

 © Caro Ness 2015 

If we help each other,

We might just get our prize,

Help me, canine brother,

To reach this manna in the skies!

A gorgeous, rich saucisson sec 

Is what I’m aiming for,

We’ll get it down our necks,

And come back for some more!

© Caro Ness 2015