Going through old emails & messages and I came across this poem that I had written about two years ago and completely forgotten about it. I wonder how many exist out there just like this one. Enjoy!

Smile in the city today
Smile in your Woodsey way
The only smile I want to see
The one you reserve just for me

I’m going to the city today
I will be missing your smile in every way
The way you do it when your by my side
The way you do it with love and pride

I’m going to take look in Union Square
Search for something special for you there
Something that will bring a smile to your face
Something that is special, a reminder of this place

Dan Sheridan (c) 2012

I've never been sure About anything before Until I met you A light in my sky A twinkle in your eye That sparkle in you A love deep & true! Dan Sheridan (c) 2012

Inspired by a story I overheard today! I received a card from you today Felt awkward as I didn't realise you felt this way I made a mad lunchtime dash to Paperchase Butterflies fluttering in my stomach, making my heart race WTF! Face palm moment - the shelves are bare I looked out the window & you were walking right there Smiling at me through the window →

We are just friends.. Why can't we be lovers? Through our lust we make amends Tell ourselves - no hurt for others! Dan Sheridan (c) 2012

I've had highs and had lows Happiness seems to come then goes No purpose in life - or clear direction Life learnings are not found in self-reflection Changing the person I want to be Rewriting the plan - starts to fuel the mystery Burning all of my failure & deepest fears Reinvent - remodel - no more tears Dan Sheridan (c) 2011

I stood there and watched Feeling cold - no blood rush - numb & blue As you kissed him and shared a new song I thought our love was forever true I was wrong Dan Sheridan (c) 2011

Christmas this year is a day like any other Spent away from mother, sister and brother A time to reflect and renew Restart & refresh, find me - without you! Dan Sheridan (c) 2011

Trapped in my minds prison Reflecting upon the life I was given Time served for foolish regrets Those affected shall never forget Dan Sheridan (c) 2011

There will be no midnight mass ceremony There will be no stockings to open & see There will be no you & there will be no me There will be no excitable morning cups of coffee or tea There will be no turkey, stuffing, pigs in blankets, veg & cranberry There will be no mince pies & the odd glass of sherry There will be no →

Inspired by a day dream about reality TV when I felt the hairs on the back of my head stand on end when I listened to a beautiful voice. The X-Factor What's your name and how old are you My name is Dan, I'm 32 Why have you come here today I write songs for others to sing Today I'm going to sing my song, my →