Father To Daughter.

Our soft embrace touched the night’s gentle glow,
My dreams freely flowed the day you were born
And there is no pain or fear here tonight,
Only tranquillity and your star shining bright.

With tomorrow’s dawn, I will carry you home,
With a heart full of hope, a spirit so strong,
What I’ve set aside, I’ll pick up once more,
And face the challenges that wait at my door.

In this moment, our peaceful space,
I find solace and love, a sense of grace,
No worries or doubts to cloud my mind,
Just the beauty of you, so pure and kind.

So let me linger in this moment of mine,
Embracing the stillness, letting your soul shine,
In the silence, I find my loyal voice,
And in the darkness, I make my choice.

So keep growing with courage and might,
To embrace the unknown, to follow the light,
For in this moment, you are free and true,
To be the most joyful version of you.

Steve Halstead.

Our Hearts Intertwine.

Our hearts intertwine,

A love so deep and divine,

Soul’s sacred design.

In heart’s gentle glow,

Warmth spreads where seeds of love sow,

Harmony will grow.

Love’s reservoir,

Heartspace overflows with more,

Bonds that forever endure.

Steve Halstead.

The Sun Was Setting Over Belfast Lough.

The sun was setting over Belfast lough, casting a warm golden glow over everything in its path. Waves gently lapped against its northern shore, creating a soothing rhythm that filled the air. As the sky slowly transitioned from shades of orange to pink and then to a deep velvety blue, people began to gather on the beach.

Some were picnicking with their families, watching the sunset with awe and wonder. Others sat alone, lost in their thoughts. But despite the different reasons for being there, they all shared one thing in common – they were captivated by the beauty of the moment.

The sound of a guitar suddenly broke the silence and a soft Irish voice filled the air. A man was sitting on a rock, playing his heart out. The music was both melancholic and soothing at the same time, drawing everyone’s attention.

As the last rays of the sun disappeared below the mountains of Carrickfergus, the man played his final notes and stood up to leave. But before he did, he turned to the gathered crowd and said, “Thank you for sharing this moment with me. I hope the beauty of this sunset stays with you forever.”

As the man walked away, the crowd sat in silence watching a cruise ship sail away, taking in what had just happened. And though the sun had set, their minds and hearts were filled with the warmth and beauty of that moment, a memory that they would cherish for a long time to come.

Steve Halstead.

The Love Of The Bluebell.

Amidst the fields where wildflowers grow,
There stands a flower that seems to glow,
A symbol of humility and grace,
In the language of flowers, a sign of everlasting love’s embrace.

The Bluebell, in its vibrant hue,
A symbol of constancy, gratitude and truth,
And if you turn it inside-out with care,
You might win the heart of the one you share.

Wear a wreath of bluebells with pride,
For only the truth shall you confide,
And at that moment, the world will align,
Bringing you closer to love divine.

Let the Bluebell’s beauty inspire,
To be humble, constant, and never tire,
Of pursuing love that always burns bright,
With this flower as our guiding light.

Steve Halstead.