From Little Things, Big Things Grow

Once I was a little fella, bursting at the seams

Who loved moonbeams and had big dreams

Years have gone by, now I watch and I listen

And sadly I feel our world’s listing

I’m an emotional old guy

And one day, I’m gonna die

.

Life has taught me to be patient

My story unfolds in poetic testaments

Words written, some happy, others blatant

Little things that grow by accident

Little rhymes, not asking for judgement

My little rhythmical notes, my instruments

 

Ivor Steven (c) July 2020.

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G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

54 thoughts on “From Little Things, Big Things Grow”

  1. “I’m an emotional old guy

    And one day, I’m gonna die”….ahhhh… sigh… this makes me very emotiona….sad….and more…sad.πŸ˜”πŸ˜”πŸ˜”

    Oh, dear Ivor your poem has made its way straight through my heart .

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    1. It’s been a nostalgic and emotional week for me Mich…. I think catching up with family and friends after the lengthy isolation time, has been overwhelming on my psyche….. πŸ˜πŸ˜‚πŸ˜€πŸ˜Ž

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  2. Aw. Well, we hope you are around for many many many many many more years, SweetIvor! Another beautiful, honest, heart-felt poem that brought tears to my eyes.
    Too many people overlook the things they THINK are little and they are missing out on so much joy!
    Amazing song to duet with your amazing poem!
    I know you will keep on writing!
    (((HUGS))) πŸ™‚

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    1. The song is a very special Australian song… and I didn’t have a title to the poem… and I noticed I’d used “little” a few times, and then I remember this iconic song, so I used for my Title, and it’s a great story, which seemed to suit my little story… ((Hugs))

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      1. It’s Saturday morn, a chilly start.. Zero !! .. but the winter sun will shine later… (13’C )… I’ve a poem brewing, prompted by another of Derricks gorgeous photos from yesterday, the tree carving of an owl… truly fascinating….((Hugs))

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