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Really great to be home. Don't get me wrong I loved going to Holland to visit my son and his family, but three weeks is a long time to be away from home. Although it was great to be with my grandchildren in Holland, I missed all my grand children and great grandchildren back home. Of course not to forget my little puppy who was doing cartwheels with excitement when she saw me. It was so good going to my own bed that night; why is it no matter how comfortable a bed is, there's none like your own. Ah! It was complete Heaven sitting in my usual armchair with the remote at my side watching my soaps in peace, then change the channel to whatever I wanted.  Love watching the Olympics it's so exciting. All the different Country's competing against each other for the medals. Reminds me of a poem I wrote years ago called Race for life, meaning we're all winners or we just wouldn't be here in the first place.

Race for Life

By Agnes Kirkwood

Life begins in a marathon race

Like tadpoles racing for life's first place

The race is on to first reach the womb

Only one winner the rest meets their doom

For nine long month reward feels a glow

No need to worry just eat rest and grow

When times finally up and you have to meet mother

It’s full push ahead from one to the other

A great relief when the first breath is taken

The first cry means all pains are forsaken

Oh what a joy with the learning to walk

Then shortly after the learning to talk

Life's carefree until starting the school

We learn how to live according to rule

Find how to share with making new friends

Get fussy with clothes keeping up with the trends

Instincts kicks in to follow your heart

Finding your partner till death do you part

Life covers love hate sorrow and pain

Then the marathon race starts over again.