Kate is happy to put pen to paper for any of your special occasions such as birthdays, anniversaries, christenings or naming ceremonies. Also for the much sadder times in life like funerals and rememberance services.
Please do contact Kate if you would like her to write something for you, or to assist you with something you are writing.
Return to TopFreya
I looked your name up in a book
It made me smile
Lady of the Shetland Isles
Nordic in line
You're a Norse, Scottish, Irish
Goddess of love
Heavens above!
What a designation of distinction
A magnificent moniker
Rise up and own it Freya
Your name is mighty
And so are you!© Kate Tym 2008
Freya F. Scottish: of Old Norse origin. Freya or FrÖja was the goddess of love in Scandinavian mythology, and her name seems to be derived from a cognate of Old High German frouwa "lady", "mistress". The name is still used in Scotland. Oxford - Babies Names 2000.
Kate wrote this poem as a christening gift from the baby's godmother. Kate looked up the name in a baby names book and then crafted the poem around that.
Return to TopHello Little Fluffy Duck
Hello little fluffy duck
Bed-head baby boy
Your tears sound like laughter
You're a bundle full of joy
You're little Murray
Nine month's old
Grasping on to life
With your firm little hold
Yet to learn of friendships
And the links of years
Filled up with memories
Laughter and tears
Yet that's what Mummy
Has shared with me
Along with hopes for a future
That has yet to be
That future is yours
Make it what you will
And hopefully I
Will be sharing in it still
Watching you grow
Sharing in your joy
Wonderful fluffy duck
Bed-head baby boy© Kate Tym 2008
Anna had been friends with Murray's mum since primary school. She read this poem out at the after-christening party and then presented it as a framed gift. She had described to Kate Murray's fluffy-duck hair and how she wanted him to be as important in her life as his mum always had been.
Return to TopThe Search for Mr Right
I've had second best
Now I want the rest
My first, my last, my everything,
The passion, the laughter
The happy ever after
A man who can make my heart sing
I want communication
Mental inspiration
A man who can make the wheels turn
Good wine, good food
Good times being rude
A man who can make my heart yearn
I'm done with weakness
Emotional bleakness
I'm looking for strength and joy
If he's selfless and caring
And ready for some sharing
Then I'm pretty sure he's my boy
Perhaps he's loved and lost
Paid the price and borne the cost
And learned a thing or two from what's behind him
We'll face the future gladly
And we'll love each other madly
Now all I have to do is find him!© Kate Tym 2008
This poem was written for a lady who was single again after years of marriage. Her sisters gave Kate a list of the things they knew she did and didn't want from the next man!
Return to TopThe Halloween Party
I hope you're feeling hale and hearty
Because I want to tell you about a party
A Halloween party for spooks and witches
In trailing coats and sparkly britches
A party with bats and vampires and snakes
Boiled rat soup and bogey cakes
A party with magical farting owls
Who turn smiley faces into scowls
Now, this party took place in All Souls Hall
Sometime in October if I recall
The first to arrive was the skeleton, Bea
She had to come first because she had the key
Then came Louis the ogre so fat and hairy
That even the skeleton found him scary
The witches came next Lara and Maia
With a cauldron perched on a magical fire
Then goblins Gregory, Scott and Ryan
Who had caught some mice and were trying to fry 'em
Harry came next, a mummy from a tomb
Then Gabby and Buddy joined the gloom
Moaning and groaning as spooks will do
A cackling, grunting ghostly crew
Then came the vampires Max and Isabella
Who nuzzled the neck of a plump young fella
Before joining her friends Luke and Niamh
Who had tarantula tucked up her sleeve
Joshua followed with peg-leg Jake
Who'd brought the spectacular party cake
Lily had made it from slugs and worms
And added some dog sick just for the germs
Tallulah ate some and said 'it's delish!'
And Ethan declared it his favourite dish
Evie jumped up and played on her fiddle
While Freya and Marnie danced in the middle
Mathilda, Rosie, Florence and Daisy
Stomped and span and twirled like crazy
Grabbing hold of poor old Luke
Who looked like he was going to ... Puke!
Hannah howled and Olivia growled
While Aidan and Benedict slowly prowled
Around the room in search of ants
They wanted to drop them down Dylan's pants
Sammy was chomping on rotten egg pies
While Amy was juggling dead cats' eyes
Joseph filled party bags full of slime
And dropped in beetles one at a time
While Willow put in a treat or two
Including smelly doggy do
And as the party drew to an end
One last message was left to send
A powerful spell a magical mutter
That Lotti arose and began to utter
By day, by night, by dark by light
Through days through years
And in and out of never
All who came to the Halloween Party
All who listened hale and hearty
Shall stay firm friends... Forever!© Kate Tym 2007
A local playgroup asked Kate to write a poem for their Halloween party. It featured the name of every child that attended.
Return to TopFor Richard, Our Lollipop Man
Come rain or shine
You're on time,
standing in the lane
In the hail
Without fail
Or in a hurricane
You're always jolly
With your lolly
To cross without you would be folly
So thank you very much!© Kate Tym 2008
Kate's children's school asked her to write a vote of thanks to their lollipop man who they were presenting with a gift for his dedicated service.
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