Guernsey Poets

I sat on your pedestal waiting Keeping it safe while you're gone So high was its glory, my skin of milk white Was scorched by the hea...

If I gave you a box All tied up with string, Decorated with pretty paper A beautiful thing, Think how disappointed you’d be, When you l...

Don't make promises you can't keep You've been talking in your sleep In midnight dreams of hide and seek With secret words yo...