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Energy
Some people don’t simply walk beside us — they help us discover parts of ourselves we didn’t know were there. “Energy” reflects on friendship, disability, independence, and what happens when someone who helped give you momentum can no longer be beside you in quite the same way.
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A September That Shaped Our Future
We thought we were arriving at college. We didn't know we were arriving at the beginning of a lifetime. A poem celebrating friendship, shared memories, and the September that quietly shaped our future.
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Holding Out a Hand
Hope arrived without fanfare, knowing full well we were entering the unknown. A poem about hospital corridors, long nights, kindness, and the quiet ways hope holds out a hand when we need it most.
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The Rooms That Hold a Town Together
A morning at Yr Hen Ysgol brought together Rotary, Pensarn Pickers, The Hummingbirds, Dementia Friendly Abergele, Gwrych Castle Trust and many more — a hall full of tea, conversation, kindness and quiet acts of community. This poem captures the spirit of the people holding a town together.
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No Apology
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Who Gives a Crap?
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