Good Luck Poems
Good Luck for your Driving Test
The driving test is just a step
We are all wishing you all the best;
To cross this bridge with joy and ease as
Today is the day you sit your test.
One test down another tomorrow
You will pass there will be no sorrow;
Joy and jubilation all day long
Singing that old Beatles song.
"Drive my Car"
Good Luck in your Exams
Wherever you want to be
There are choices to be made
The getting there all takes time
So over time these exams will fade.
When you've reached your goal
Whatever it may be;
You'll feel so triumphant
What a joy, how proud! You'll see!
Good Luck at the Hospital today!
My thoughts are with you for today
So deep breaths, fresh smiles and lots of hope;
The angels are already on their way;
There's more with you than there is the Pope.
I wish you'd let me come with you
I haven't got many words to say
But I could hold your hand
But for you this morning I will pray.
Good Luck Poems
Good Luck in your new Country
I wish you well in your new life and your new country
I think you're very brave;
All new friends and a different way of life
A place for me I hope you'll save.
I'll be over to visit you
As soon as soon can be;
Just to make sure your alright
And with my own eyes to see.
It will be cooler or so I'm told
Different clothing and sports too;
Music tastes and foods will differ
An adventure just for you.
Good Luck in your New Home
New views from all your windows
Across new neighbours lawns;
Can't find all your things yet?
They'll be boxed and you will yawn.
It will be exciting but worth it
Strange just for a little while
As you will settle in soon
And it will make you smile.
New parks and walks and things to find
New streets and shops, new ways to work
Just don't forget all your old friends
Or we promise we will go berserk.
Don't forget the invites for any help you need
Or a housewarming party so what do you say?
Painting or humping furniture?
We are already on our way
Wishing you always—
Walls for the wind
And a roof for the rain
And tea beside the fire—
Laughter to cheer you
And those you love near you—
And all that your heart might desire!
When the boxes are gone
And you've cleaned up the mess
You'll make a home of the house
That was just an address
Jon Bratton c 2006