Author Archives: Rosalie Squires

About Rosalie Squires

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The Time of Your Life

The Time of Your Life – that well worn phrase Favoured cliché of my mother Kids happily playing – yes they’re having the time of their lives. But what does it mean to me, now? I recall a time I … Continue reading

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A modern psalm

I don’t suppose you have to be particularly ‘religious’ to have heard of the hymn How great Thou Art. A song where the writer pours out the feeling of their heart and soul at the awesomeness of creation and anyone … Continue reading

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Eight

Just eight posts in 2016 Not the way to influence the world! Do I aim to? Now there’s a question Reminds of a story someone once told me – I’ve a feeling they might have got it from Jonathan Sacks … Continue reading

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Not a resolution…

… more of a dream One day Perhaps there will be time to write again To write as I always longed to write For the pleasure of creativity Not simply as a tool Conveying meaning That must be conveyed But … Continue reading

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This is the day

Death Six hours into the longest darkest night of the year, more hours from the reluctant dawn, John turned his face to the wall and breathed his last.     Life It’s three years this evening since Dad died. But … Continue reading

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Out of Practice

I set up a separate blog for posting my family tree about three years ago but haven’t had time lately to do anything with it. You may have noticed I’ve not done all that much with this one either! But … Continue reading

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Night

The night is dark All are asleep Save me Alone I face them The demons, the gremlins Who are these faceless creatures Of the dark? They tell me I will die That something bad In my blood Will get to … Continue reading

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