She hath wings
Learning to soar above life's storms
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Weeks of waiting, pleading forA water soaking time outdoors-Bunch of Balloons filled with ease;Toddler drops them from the knees.Confetti of broken balloons strewn about;Smiles we cannot do without-Squeals of delight as buckets drench backs;Feet slomp slomp and balloons go “splat”.Hoses soak and sprinklers cool;Children splash water from wading pool-An hour or more passes, it’s time…
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Sitting here Staring at Lake King, Grateful for the breeze Tickling my face And the red flag flapping The whir of the engine Laughing, playing, children The bee that didn’t sting me And the seals that frolicked. Time to relax; Away from children clamouring Remembering my childhood And my love of the water Snapping pictures…
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Pain turned to missing- And missing turned to hope; Forgiveness flowed with stories shared Of memories long ago. The door no longer bolted; A window now stays open; Melodies fill the soul- As Winter melts away. Smiles and hearts aglow; Never looking back; Connection at the core- Pretence not invited. Hope unfolds its petals; Perfume…
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Old Lang Syne – a distant refrain,Streamers tossed and glasses clinked-Happy New Year hugs again;Cosy journey home. New Years’ resolutions madeHeartfelt messages sent at TwelveHugs and milos, love and laughterDays till I’d be home. Mum and Dad stay put and young ‘unsRace down to the beach-Distant New Year Fireworks crackle,Ten minutes from home. Backyard New…
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Your hand on my back woke my senses, Your openness unlocked mine- Your kindness made my heart beat again… For a chapter in time. © M. Patterson 2025
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Butterfly remembers the flowers of homeFlits among shades and familiar scentsPauses to drink the loveliness inA strong gust blows it awayDays of confusion, searching- hopingPeril and a broken wing-Crawling back to comfort once moreThe night turns into dawn ©️ M. Patterson 30.11.25
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Gentle, calming soaking rain; Soothing, reassurance comes- Running into tiny pools; Drought a banished thing. Peaceful hearts and minds refreshed; Hope unfurls the weary leaf- Crumpled saplings rise once more; Death a banished thing. Upwards grows the tender stem; Seeking warmth of midday sun- Buds are waiting, hearts receiving; Life a chosen thing. ©️ M.…
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In a house with chaos, loud and draining, Lives two frazzled parents asking For wisdom in droves and abundance of patience, Stretched beyond anything they’ve ever known. Hard to explain one day to the next; Calm for a short time then busy at best; Never quite enough hands or love in action- Someone always lacking…
She hath wings 