Proud Mother of 7 children, all out and about now, living and growing into productive adults: O) They gave me 11 grandchildren each delighting my heart in their very own precious ways. I'm a widow now for 10 years and still trying to find my way from day to day.
I am a christian and attend church when the lovely doors are open.
Poetry is my way of expressing what I usually am unable to speak of out right...expressions of the heart mind and spirit :)
Count them like the random pennies safekept for a rainy day,
the obvious cruel reasons of the hows and whys;
loss pushes love away...
Take the cold frigid reasons to hand spread them out to lay,
...
Can you see me
Two halves of a whole
In part I am everything
In part I am nothing at all
...
Still and breathless I stood as the world moved in chaos,
and in an eternity of seconds, I was lost…
I thought to turn and run as my mind was chanting danger,
but my instinct ran awry, I was captivated…
...
A knowing measured in fearful mind
of a road that has long been paved
Shaking feet on the edge of awareness
a scarred heart laying concaved
...
Laying dormant in my heart,
a dream that would be awakened,
come my love, fare me away…
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