Awake - Poem by Marie WardAlonge
The time has come for her to fall into a deep sleep.
To cure the pain that sometime makes her weep.
As she fights for her earthly stay,
Her thoughts are racing that time may slip away.
Will she ever see another butterfly fall in her gentle hand?
Will her brother remember she helped him become a better man?
Many mornings she has risen with the sun.
Never enjoying its beauty,
She was chasing her dreams-always on the run.
Beautiful flowers she would admire as she took her morning stroll.
No time to stop.
This was just a peaceful moment that she stole.
How grateful she was to her uncle who taught her how to read and write.
Without his encouragements,
She knows she would not be able to express these words this very night.
She will remember her other kin.
He chose not to leave his children in the end.
She loved her grandmother whether she was right or wrong.
Believing in God kept her strong.
Missing her mother's love and support,
She will forgive but she knows this is one thing in her life that fell short.
At this moment, she wants to talk to her friend.
We all grow up.
No time for disappointment to set in.
She will think often of her lover's embrace.
And look forward to receiving more kisses from him upon her face.
Her faith is placed in the Almighty High.
Shed your tears for her but don't say goodbye.
As for her family,
This is not about how much you can take.
No matter what you believe.
She wants God to give her a chance to awake.
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