You held my hand, when I was sad, When I missed my mom and needed my Dad, You kept me grounded when I stayed awake, You held me tight when I started to shake. There's no-one like you, Treats me like you do. Oh, walking next to you. You pulled me up, when I started …
Tag: love
Writing is Marmite
There's a saying about Marmite... maybe you've heard of it? You either love it or hate it. Well, writing I'm afraid is both. Writing is Marmite. Some days I love it, some days it's my worst enemy. I feel both. "But how can you say that YOU'RE a Writer!" ...because it's the truth. I have …
