Nicola Ann Jeremiah Poems

Thank you Lord for each day I live.
Each day is a gift to me you give.
Yet I grieve and complain,
And blame others for my sin.
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The Jungle where I died

Like penguins on parade in our coats of black,
Swishing and ducking briskly on frozen tracks,
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Still I live…

We are in the clouds, in Isolation.
It matters not. In the island of my soul,
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Resilient
She looks up at the far beyond,
There lies a field and a little pond.
She is all alone today, she does not care,
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I stand at the edge of a dangerous shore,
As waves of fear curl all around my toes.
There is rage and thunder all around,
Yet today I decide to stand my ground.
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