Written in honour of any significant event - birthdays, funerals, anniversaries, newborns and new starts - poems are based on your answers to a short questionnaire and are thereby entirely unique.
Most are written to be read aloud; each captures the individual essence, mood and tone of the celebration, epitomising the significance of your occasion in a sensitive, surprising and evocative way.
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One of a kind
Upon her retirement - from her colleagues
In our company, many are wonders,
And in all many merits you’ll find
But for 22 years we’ve had one in our midst
Who is quite simply one of a kind
A woman who’s caring and patient
A teacher with knowledge and grace
A colleague inimitably classy
Whose sense of fun lights our workplace
Whether joining her team as a partner,
Being lunched as a new research hire,
Sharing sandwiches on a train platform,
Her kind welcome never expires
She powers through NHS searches;
Makes you feel both safe and in awe;
Inspires us to achieve all that we must;
Stands up for what she stands for.
She’s created and nurtured her practice
Her hard work ignites your A game,
Which you must bring when she dances on tables
Rocking out to Shania Twain!
When you want to, she chats about nothing
Lends you tights when yours are worn through
Tucks labels back into your jacket;
She is there, looking out for you
A woman who’s fierce and supportive
A teacher who shows you you can
A colleague who’ll be missed by her colleagues
And always, my dear friend – Ann.
A poem for a home away from home.
Come in, rest up – you’ve made it
To this warm, familiar place
Now at last you can exhale
Now at last you’re in your space
Jean’s baps, Galloway honey
Start each magic day anew –
If you’ve forgotten what it’s like
I’ll remember it for you
What city life erases
I’ll restore to childish glee
Light you up like midnight’s glowing flecks
That sway upon the sea
Wonky stones send you slip-sliding,
Eau de garlic fills the air –
When you find driftwood and rose-shells
I’ll remember that you’re there
So let the blue swing fly you
Like a golf ball ‘cross Colvend
Let beach fires burn marshmallows
At each wind-danced, sea day’s end
I know kisses under raindrops;
I know giggled secrets made;
I know the hand warming your fingers
Might keep holding yours always
Like the path to Bogglehole,
Life is long – but though you roam,
When your car-tyres crunch on gravel
You will know that you are home
So when you leave ‘cause Life is calling
With its Life Things you must do,
Just let these memories free like birdsong:
I’ll remember them for you
"It's like Lizzie has known her for years; she's captured her perfectly."