She hath wings
Learning to soar above life's storms
Author: Mez
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Staring into nothingness- A place familiar now; Tears cannot suffice; A heart of jagged shards. Months turn into years, Yet behind wooden doors, We wrestle with ugly feelings; The true story unfolds; Nana’s not coming today; Papa won’t call again- Baby won’t even know, The joy we had with them; Months then years of pain-…
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Isn’t it joy beyond words, When the guard is let down, And smiles brim with love? True friendship of the lasting kind; Time never enough. Muscles relax as words fall like snowflakes- Gentle and inviting, Lighthearted and fun; Silence no longer the undesirable- Comfy enough. A longing to be known more deeply than before- Stories…
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It’s hard to keep showing up My smile, glued to the shattered pieces; Like a mirror, never again, Will it ever be the same, And all the while, my eldest stony; Running me out of town, In his thoughts His words and actions; Every day a war zone- Never quite sure if he’s friend or…
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You are more than the tiny box they put you in- More than the insults that crippled your soul- You chose to stay- you chose to repair, But those pieces weaken when repeatedly glued. Your life now a mosaic of “has been” and “might have been”- Dearly treasured and Deeply painful- Mixed media- an unfinished piece;…
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Have you ever spent an entire day, pining for decades gone by? Wondering if you were to dwell long enough, would those dear friends hear you sigh? Have you stepped back into highschool or taken a walk down twenties lane? Those ghosts are gone and living regrets heap pain upon the pain. He chose to…
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Three years of waiting- The day is finally here! Taking off and flying north To see those we hold dear. Children beyond excited; Their very first plane flight- Our gladness overflows – We will all sleep well tonight. © M. Patterson 28.2.23
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There were no options; peace unattainable- I was surrounded by layers of brick; Human ideas were not quite enough- No alternative for me to pick. Watching and waiting, I asked the hard questions, Pushed through each layer till I saw the light; I know in my heart some things are worth fighting for And it…
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I wondered if it was all over- Worried sick that you were leaving. I was wrong. Beautiful little beating heart- Perfectly forming limbs – You go from strength to strength. A surprise when I had only a tiny plan- Your life brings us great joy. We wait with gratitude… Dear little beating heart. © M.R.Patterson…
She hath wings 