She hath wings

Learning to soar above life's storms

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I have enjoyed writing poetry since childhood and I am hoping to find a wider audience on my blog, sharing the hope that I have and connecting with others.

    Month: August 2026

    • Ruins

      Ruins

      I wrote this poem more than a decade ago but it still resonates. I am still blessed to have people around me, spurring me on and enriching my life in such a way that I could never have experienced if I was capable to do life on my own. Broken, Washed up, dried up, You…

    • Papa’s Hill

      Papa’s Hill

      I stand in the shade, Gazing at the grassy hill              that Papa made- Years of memories      Laid to rest today. The sun is glorious; I am glad to have one last stroll- I can still hear children shrieking with joy As they roll          down Papa’s hill. Beyond, Now overgrown with trees, Is…