This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Saturday, 11 May 2013

I don't know if I ever wrote 'The Ash Tree' properly but I may as well try to write it or rewrite it:

The Ash Tree stands by the endless road
there since before memory

the road goes up into the hills
and the road goes down to the town

there used to be a family there
young children who played

watched over by their father
safe under his care

they moved away
one sad day

following the endless road
and leaving the tree behind

like the birds nested in the tree
they grew wings and flew

but sometimes they came back
no one forgets where they were born

sometimes longing for the past
when things were simpler and less grim

it was long ago now 
that the children cried and played

beside the endless road
where the tree still stands

and the soul of  the father sleeps
dreaming of the playtimes of all his children

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