Donna Schmitt Poems

I’ve often wondered why people fear death. Is it the question of the unknown or what will take them and when will it come? I myself have pondered these things but have no great fear of them or a deep desire for them. It’s just I have an understanding and expectance of them.

Why people get so possessed or so overly involved in death. The memories of life are over shadowed by the brief time of their passing. The light of life should be remembered not the flicker of the end.
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With in her is the light. Unknown to her is the power. Slowly the knowledge is revealed to her. With time courage to accept and embrace the truth comes more
Easily to her.
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Life is a choice of different paths, some bend, some end and others you have yet to take. When you run through life or go through it blind sometimes you miss a side road or path that you might have taken but before you know it, it’s in the past.

Very few are the times when they come back around but this time you take it. Your step is lighter and you wonder why you didn’t see this path before? You don’t think of all the time wasted on the other roads, you just rejoice and feel the weight of the world start to lift. You don’t run down this path, you walk with a sense of comfort and belonging. Hope returns to you and you see things in a different, warmer light.
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Like the spring air he refreshes your mind and soul.
Sweet desires start to grow and feelings so freash and new start to bloom. Eyes so blue like the endless sky and the way he looks at you makes smile and softly sigh.

Like a warm summer day he fills you with such light and laughter.
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