Ross Mabey is 72 years old and was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease (PD) in November 2005. He was living in London UK for 15 years before returning to Australia in June 2014 accompanied by his wife Linda. Their son Jonathon, 28 years old, returned to Australia in 2012. During his working life Ross was employed in various roles in the Telecommunications industry in Australia and later in the UK. His interests include writing poetry, lyrics for songs and family history. He is also interested in researching to help find a cure for PD.
We published his feature on his work, and life a few days ago, with a promise of his poetry, and song-writing. Here it is. Enjoy.
Poetry, A Song Of Life.
Poetry is a very personal thing,
That can lift your heart and make it sing.
Its rhythms can have a beat, like a song,
That makes you move your feet.
Or, it can be an intellectual panacea,
For those who seek life’s perfections,
Expressed in words of structured verse.
Which soothe the ripples, of this Universe.
Or, it can be a song of life,
That speaks of truth, love, joy, toil and strife.
Whatever, captures your imagination,
It can be the emotion, that adds to the tapestry of life.
Whatever appeals to your Universe,
Is hidden in words, rhymes and verse.
Their potency is felt by those,
Who feel the need to write, in anything but prose.
Copyright © 2006. Ross James Mabey.
Song lyric – Montana Mountains.
By Ross Mabey and Jeffrey Ullsperger.
Verse #1
Montana Mountains, your son has come home,
Through majestic forests and valleys I now roam.
I look upon your mighty peak’s, towering above,
Their grandeur is what I can’t help but love.
Chorus
Montana Mountains, reaching for the sky,
Take me to a special place,
To nature’s perfect high.
You’re beauty captures my heart,
I will be yours faithfully.
So Montana Mountains won’t you,
Please speak to me.
Verse #2
By the campfire’s glow, at night all alone,
I am comforted knowing you’re part of my soul.
Surrounded by your beauty, every night and day,
The sun, the moon and stars do light my way.
Chorus
Montana Mountains, reaching for the sky,
Take me to a special place,
To nature’s perfect high.
You’re beauty captures my heart,
I will be yours faithfully.
So Montana Mountains won’t you,
Please speak to me.
Bridge
When I die one day,
And home is Heaven above.
I’ll ask for a room with a view,
Of the mountains that I love.
Instrumental
Chorus
Montana Mountains, reaching for the sky,
Take me to a special place,
To nature’s perfect high.
You’re beauty captures my heart,
I will be yours faithfully.
So Montana Mountains won’t you,
Please speak to me.
Montana Mountains won’t you,
Please speak to me.
Copyright © 2009. Ross Mabey / Jeffrey Ullsperger.