Angela Mcnamara

Angie lived in Walsall for some time before moving to Brownhills after the death of her second husband Bryan Mcnamara.

A few years later she relocated to Weoly Castle then to Northfield (Frankley Beeches Road) In Birmingham.

She enjoyed writing poetry, one of which was published in a poetry book, this was one of her greatest achievements

Fly

To my family. With eternal love.

As the sunset downs, my dreams arise

When the black sky frowns, I just close my eyes

Moonlight shimmers as starlight dances

My subconscious mind shares all of its fancies

Standing on a mountain, with wind in my hair

Clothes softly blowing, as I whisper a thankful prayer

Arms outstretched to embrace the world around

Head up in the clouds with my feet still on the ground

A rainbow trance, with colours mixed and swirled

Raindrops prance, as another dream’s unfurled

Fly through the skies, gliding as a bird

Ever-watchful eyes, sorrow being absurd

Swooping toward a river, that glistens in the sun

Rising to the highest heights, until the day is done

As the chilled eve makes me feel alive

Sunset means that I’ve arrived

No standing in towers surrounded by thorns

Or laying in dungeons filled with woe’s and mourns

Just to fly in my sleep and dream sweet dreams

Escaping the world, flying o’er mountains and streams.

Angela McNamara