She hath wings
Learning to soar above life's storms
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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…
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I’m thinking of you now, Wondering about your name- Are you still here and breathing? So blessed the day you came! When will I see your face? Will I journey with you? Time marches on so fast; I wonder if you were true; An angel sent to me, When my days were dark and grey-…
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Tonight I tried to write a poem and all I could think of were the things I shouldn’t say. Sometimes it is in the process of writing from the heart that we realise how much pain we have stuffed down deep inside. Only when I wrote the unfiltered thoughts and discarded them could I find…
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Do they park themselves next to you, keeping you warm, Or play with the pen in your hand? Do they meiow the house down when you put them to bed, Or distract you for hours, unplanned? Perhaps they greet you at the window, Or skid playfully across the floor- Do they curl up and clean…
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You weren’t always in agreement with me, But you were by my side; Serious when you needed to be, But always willing to chide. You worked long hours to keep us fed, Setting foot on many a shore- Oh how I wish that just for one day, You could come back through my door! You…
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It seems like it was just yesterday – The Grand Chain and the Strathspey- My purple skirt and cheery face Dancing lithely in the space! Travelling step, then right and left The music churning; timing kept- Those were the days of love and dreaming; Cares forgotten- face kept beaming. Easy to imagine that I could…
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Notebook ready, A list is made; Timeline, SMART goals – Mood is frayed! How to step over A sizeable rut? Food the medicine, For the wounds that cut. Then there was injury- So much of that; Nothing was going to Whisk away fat! Well-meaning family Didn’t understand ; Circumstances seemed to be Out of my…
She hath wings 