When the Snow falls

When the snow falls its like magic falling from the air, creating smiles on all mankinds faces 

The digging out of hats, scarfs and gloves for man, woman and child takes place and we embrace the Winter season. 

When the snow falls, the world is covered in a blanket of white and the world gazes in awe at this dangerous yet beautiful wonder 

The blanket of snow covers rooftops, trees, cars and the road, its a world of white as far as the eye can see

When the snow falls, people open their eyes and excitement over takes us all, its what people have waited all year for

We go to bed excited to see what we will wake up to see outside our window, hoping there is snow upon snow

When the snow falls, it fuels the excitement of Christmas and the dreams of a white Christmas to come,  the romance in everyone flows to the surface at nature’s gift of snow. 

When the snow falls nature is all quiet, the Birds are quiet in the trees, the Rabbits are warm down their burrow and the Squirrel hides in his nest away from the cold. 

When the snow falls, the people dream of no work and no school because of bad snow, the dream of deep snow and dream where it just snows and snows and snows. 

When the snow falls we all become Children again, we all re-discover our inner child and magic of Winter and Christmas over takes us all. We all go out and play and have fun. We escape the everyday and have a magic fun time together man, woman and child. 

When the snow falls, there is no better sound than the crunch of snow under your feet on a winter walk, its cold and wet and romantic and the snow is a joy to behold and also makes us grateful to have a wonderful warm home to go back to and watch the snow fall at night through the window

The cold harsh winter wind has lost its power over mankind as mankind has flown out of the warm house to embrace the paradise of white snow. 

When the snow falls, magic comes alive, snowmen are made, and sleighs are at full speed, people are wrapped up warm and clutching snow in their hands. Snow balls fly through the air and laughter can be heard. 

As the snow falls in the middle of night, all that can be seen everywhere is not man, but snowman, he stands guard of the night at everyone’s front and back Gardens. Mr Snowman is here temporarily but magically. 

When the snow falls, the sound of children can be heard as the snow is rare and fun. People run and play and enjoy the snow world. People gaze in happiness as their footsteps are covered by snow so quick as the snow falls more and more. 

When the snow falls, the rooftops are covered in beautiful white, the trees are covered in snow and the hustle and bustle of everyday life falls silent in return for the sounds of people enjoying the winter snow

May we all get to enjoy the snow while it is here, may the white blanket of snow last for as long as can be

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Children in Need 

There are so many children who need our help. Children who are disadvantaged, unwell and poverty stricken and in need of mankinds help. May we all come together and help the children as the children are the beautiful future. 

Please donate and help the children and help with their support and care of people who help them. There are so many young children who need our help. Poverty stricken children who dont know where the next meal will come from and their home life is uncertain and dangerous. 

Some children suffer violence at home and a turbulent upbringing but it us as humanity who can help them be safe and free from harm. There is no worse sight than sadness in a Childs eyes. All children deserve a magical fun childhood and sleep safe in bed at night and have magical childhood memories. 

Last Christmas upon visiting a child in hospital I seen a small boy and he was stood at the edge of his ward alone. He looked sad and lonely. He was unwell and was in there for the Christmas period. It turned out he had no home and no family as he lived in care and Christmas for him was a lonely one with no family, warmth, love or presents. How can a child not be allowed to enjoy the true magic of Christmas? But sadly he is not alone across the UK in this situation. It was sad to see his little lost face. I hope this year is better for him. 

There was also a small child of about one years old in the hospital. Luckily they had presents all round them but they were very unwell and also in over christmas. But the child needs help and donations from us. 

There are many children across the globe like this who need the help and love and support of humanity. Without the donations the children will suffer. They wont get the proper care they need and we cannot allow this to happen to them. 

Please donate so the children in hospitals have proper care and toys and clothes and warmth. We can all spare ¬£1 upwards even if it is a little it still helps improve a childs life. 

Being unwell is not something that happens to other peoples children. It can happen to anyones children at anytime. I spent time in a childrens ward after an operation and there was toys and games for me to play with. This is how it should be for all children and we can help. 

It helps pay for carers and Foster carers and people who will take care of children in need. Surely your money couldn’t be better spent. We all have a heart and can relate to humanity. We all want put food on tables for childrens mouths and help struggling families. 

For our children we must never slacken, we must never give in, never let them lose hope and always give them heart. They are the future generation and a generation who will hopefully look after us when we are old just as we looked after them. 

Please donate and help the children in need today
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Let the scales of good deeds weigh down heavy and may the children grow to appreciate humanity for the love it shows to all people. 

Thank you so much

We shall remember

On the 11th hour on the 11th day of the 11th month – We shall remember. We shall remember the heroes of world war one. Men who gave their lives so we could live ours.

We shall remember them and their sacrifice. We shall honour them and live free because of them.

Lets all wear them poppies with pride in honour of our beautiful ancestors who gave it all for our today. They gave the greatest of all sacrifices for us to be free.

I applaud all them brave men who charged the battlefields knowing death stared them in the face. They are true heroes. They charged through muck and bullets seeing friends and comrades fall. They charged seeing bodies everywhere and knowing they might never see home and loved ones again while fighting in a war that was not of their own.

They gave their lives for people and freedom. They risked everything and was mighty brave. I applaud them heroes. I applaud the war dead. I am proud of them and forever grateful for the sacrifice them brave men made for us. They are forever heroes. If I could shake the hand of each of them I would.

Where would we be without them? They did it for us to be free and live free without fear. They stormed the battlefields to protect their way of life and for the loved ones at home. These poor brave boys and men would of been sat in the trenches wishing they were at home safe but instead covered in mud. But they fought on for the world to live free. They never gave up. They are heroes and nothing less.

The conditions in the trenches must of been horrendous and the worse imaginable. I cannot imagine ever being in this position living so inhumanely. Life on Earth was Hell on Earth.

No wonder so many developed trench foot no wonder so many developed disease and famine. The terror which awaited these soldiers if they popped to look over the top was horror of being shot at. The terrors of being made to go over the top is even worse on a generals whistle right into the flow of enemy bullets. Nothing of any of the war was kind or humane. It was all simple evil.

I cannot even begin to imagine ever being in their situation. It is an unbearable thought and I hope this never happens again. The horrors and the heroes of this war and of this battle should forever be told. It should forever be a reminder of the worse and best of humanity in one place at the same time. It should be a reminder that it can never happen again.

Bombs fell and deadly gas forms thrown and bullets flying through the air but still they never gave up and never lost heart. If there was ever a place which reflected hell surely it was the battlefields of World war one. Death everywhere and blood flowing like rivers. How these men kept going is beyond me.

Over one million horses went to fight the great war and only 62,000 returned. The horses of the great war are also heroes. They fought and struggled and pulled many heavy artillery. They were also victims of the hell war. The film war horse portays this based on the true story of the Horse Warrior. A real hero of the war.

So I honour the heroes of the great war who gave their today, for our tomorrow. Who risked everything for our free world. To live how we do today. To smile and be safe and to know no true suffering. Without their fight our world would be less. Our hearts would be torn and our eyes exposed to terrors unknown to us.

Onwards they fought on, forwards they ran on, through the hell on Earth warzone of the the fields such as the Somme, the true heroes of world war one. In a world where friends die around you and you kill twice as many. In a world where bodies lay around you so common and body parts everywhere. What has mankind done? What was mankind thinking? How can the world of been so cruel to so many?

I applaud them true heroes. We shall remember them, we shall pray for them and love them all for what they did. Wear your poppy proudly and respectfully.

The widespread beauty of a poppy so red, to remember heroes and the war dead, for our freedom they gave it all, for our lives they gave up theirs instead

We shall fall silent on the hour for rememberance and gratefulness and pride and respect. Never will the sacrifice of so many be forgotten. Thank you so much heroes. We shall remember them all.

Lest we forget….

The amazing Autumn

Autumn is a beautiful time of year. It hangs between the end of the summer warmth and the beginning of the cold winter.  All the leaves are brown and begin to fall and there’s not many nicer sounds than the crisp leaves under your feet on a lovely autumn walk. A cold calm cool breeze surrounds you and the fresh cold air enlightens and excites you for the months and events to come.  

The jumpers in your drawers will soon be out to keep warm and the socks shall be thicker. The scarfs and hats shall become an accessory and worn by many once again.  

The beauty of Autumn sees the nights drawing in and a magical romance arises amongst the people. Soon the British peoples faces shall be lit by candle light and firelit rooms. 
Autumn possesses magic. As darkness falls and the cold begins to unveil the people embrace it. Autumn walks in nature which is slowly shutting down are romantic and magical. There is no depression here for the darkness and cold but rather wonder and beauty and adoration of the world between the warm and the cold.  

As darkness falls and the night chill rises we shall all consider to light candles or put the fire on once again after its dormant sleep since the winter before. The doors shall be closed and the fire shall warm us. 

The colour of Autumn is certainly orange. From the orange brown leaves scattered on the ground,  to the beautiful orange cooling sunset on the horizon.  The firelight sends an orange flicker in living rooms and the orange candlelight burns and also the pumpkin of Halloween adds to the orange effect of Autumn.  

The nights draw in and the shadows flicker from candles and the wonder and mystery and spookyness of halloween begins to take over peoples minds.  The excitement and anticipation are king of Autumn. 
Autumn has and always will be my favourite time of year. When nature is on a transition before we head into the extremes of cold.  
The Autumn walks are the best and the most enchanting of all. They bring refreshment and nice coolness. I can never decide whether I prefer saying Autumn or ‘the fall’ like the Americans. 

Come the Autumn the pagans within us probably from our ancestors emerge and we become lovers of nature and the seasons. We bask in Autumn wonder. 

May Autumn always be so beautiful and so wonderful and may the magic of Autumn remain forever