Hazel Connelly Biography

Before my eyes brilliant colour, perfection
Dancing gracefully in every direction,
The world of trees, the art of nature
Are simple reasons for a painter.
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The hen night is a girls night out
Time for them all to bond and shout
They say all they have to say
Prior to the wedding day.
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I was fit and feisty at fifty
It was no big deal
Because that's how half a century
Is supposed to feel.
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A slumberous sense of seclusion
As sleep is drifting from my eyes,
I look upon the translucent shade of the morning dew
While I, moving slowly do arise.
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The attic holds such fascination
I climb the ladder in trepidation,
The attic is a time machine
Most things hidden and unseen,
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