She hath wings
Learning to soar above life's storms
Author: Mez
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When I was just a few years old, I had something big weighing on my mind. I was feeling extremely guilty – not for something I had done as a once-off, but for a repeated offence. What was worse, Tommy seemed to be affected in the long-term from what I had done only a handful…
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My son and I had a long-awaited visit to Melbourne’s only Cat Cafe on Saturday. It is situated in Guildford lane, only a few minutes walk from Melbourne Central Station. We travelled to Flinders Street station, catching a 59 (Airport West) tram from Elizabeth Street up to Melbourne Central. We could have taken a train…
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Several years ago I planned to go the Cat Cafe in Guildford Lane, Melbourne, but never got around to it. Knowing that my son had to be old enough to go, I have waited till then, and also wanted to make sure he would enjoy going as much as I would. We love our little…
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She packed away the baby things, And with that, her hope took flight- Not many knew the grief she had carried – The desperation and the fight. Not only were the final years slipping away, But it seemed that the possibility was none; Her dream of having a little girl Left as quickly as it…
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Hands up all you songwriters and writers of poetry and prose who have been in this particular place or find yourself there on a regular basis. For some, writing is a hobby dabbled in but in your case, you HAVE to write. If you go too long without writing something down, you get a bit…
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If I could say just one more thing Before my life flits away, I would tell you how precious you are to the King – His life, He was willing to pay. His pain, oh He bled Like hell itself – He went through the depths for you And He waits and He aches- He…
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Just when I think the last tear has fallen, Another trickles down; It provokes a river, Running freely; All of the pain is released. Pictures flash across my mind – Hopes of running free Unentangled by life’s frustrations Pressing towards the prize. I leave the burden by the roadside ; Another sweeps it away. I…
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You called me beautiful; I wondered what you saw – Am I beautiful because you remember what I was, Or do you know what’s deep inside? I have known you for so many years And never once Did you speak harsh words Or make me feel small You’re a giant in my eyes – And…
She hath wings 