My Dad

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O' dad you taught me lots of things,

O' dad you are a star.

You taught me how to fix a bike,

And engines in a car.

O' dad you taught me right from wrong,

You taught me to respect.

You taught me to take things apart,

And put them back correct.

Although you used to potch a lot,

Dismantle and repair.

When I am potching just like you,

I know that you are there.

Now you're gone I miss your smile,

Your humour and your fun.

We know your watching over us,

Cos you were number one.

Written by David Boyce

12 September 2003

MY WIFE   

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I loved her as my girlfriend

I love her as my wife.

I hope I'll still be with her,

The remainder of my life.

My wife, she is as gorgeous now,

As on our wedding day.

I hope that we don't fall apart,

And together we will stay.

Her eyes looked blue and sparkled,

In the photo you will see.

In the dress she looked terrific,

As a wife, she made for me.

As trouble comes and troubles go,

With changes to my life.

There's always one ,

 I rely on,

And that will be,

My Wife.

Written by David Boyce 

13/09/03

The Memories

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THE MEMORIES I LOOK BACK ON,

WHEN I WAS ONCE A CHILD.

SOMETHINGS I DID WERE REALLY GOOD,

AND SOME WERE REALLY WILD.

WHEN SNOW FELL THICK AND SIX FEET HIGH,

WE WENT OUT IN THE SNOW.

SLED DOWN THE STREET AND OVER CARS,

SO DEEP WE DIDN'T KNOW.

WINTER WAS A HAPPY TIME,

WE'D RUN AROUND AND CHASE.

WE'D MAKE SOME BIG FAT SNOWMEN,

AND PUT ON A SMILEY FACE.

WRITTEN BY DAVID BOYCE

DECEMBER 2003

The Mountain.

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The view across the mountain,

Where I played as a child.

All new trees are growing there,

And ferns are growing wild.

The prominent position,

Of the well known Jockeys Cap.

Its surprising, How big it really is,

You can see it on a map.

We played up there as little kids,

Even on the Old Farm roof.

We'd then walk across the mountain top,

Up to the Giants Tooth.

How I  miss the mountain,

I ain't been up there for a while.

But when I come here visiting,

Memories just make me smile.

Written by Dave Boyce

 14 September 2003

The Night

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As darkness falls,

Looks full of sorrow.

For night is here,

Until the morrow.

As darkness falls,

Across the land.

Across the sea,

Across the sand.

The moon comes out,

In all its might.

It shines on earth,

Throughout the night

As dusk arrives.

The sun does rise.

A new day starts,

Another, Surprise.

Written by Dave Boyce

7 December 2003

We've Moved

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We set up home some years ago,

In a two bed terraced home.

Then came along the children,

And it became outgrown.

We moved out from the valley,

To a place nearer the sea.

For this would be irrelevant,

If i had no family.

The children now are happy,

With bedrooms, one for each.

We're living down in Bridgend  now,

Just a short time from the beach.

We now live in a four bed house,

And I've transferred with the police.

The best thing with a detached house,

There's no more noise, but peace.

We have a drive to place our cars,

We also have a garage.

We feel better living here,

And there's less stress on our marriage.

It cost a lot , but we don't care,

We get the funds to tally,

For we still visit where we lived,

Up in the Cynon Valley.

Written by David Boyce

14 September 2003