It is funny, isn't it,
how fast one can go
from joy to sorrow
down life's twisty road.
It makes her laugh
even as she cries...
Turn the other cheek
or let love die.
So, he called you a liar,
he says it's true,
no matter what you say
or what you do.
'Tis soul-killing
to suffer so,
to be thought as less
than the truth you know...
Well, time goes on
and another day comes;
feel the soft air, the sweet warm sun
and hold fast to this truth:
that you aren't over; life is far from done.
(9.3.06 - The sun shines for you too, Little Spirit. You're not finished yet...)
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Uplifting and inspirational - your strong poetic voice rings out of this one Esther. Justine :)
Somehow sad, but also sweet and inspirational. This is looks pretty close to final form with good rhymes and a great message. -chuck
And Little Spirit is most fortunate to have a friend like Essemee, from whom to draw her strength as well. Lucky lady! Scarlett
So, he called you a liar, he says it's true, no matter what you say or what you do. 'Tis soul-killing to suffer so, to be thought as less than the truth you know... Well, time goes on and another day comes; feel here words are like bees of honey....I wish to have a fun... sweets are love
It's great poem, it's so easy to smile and after while feel soroow and then turn to smile again and how much we need some touches and some lies sometimes too to feel the way we do, I really enjoyed your poem, great write Best wishes Anna
It must be awful to tell the truth, and be called a liar! ! (Even worse than lying, and people believing you.) I don't know the person who is the subject of this fine dedication/tribute...but I do know that it's Esther's truth... Fine work :) Jack.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Esther, this is a very touching poem. Your warmth and compassion carry the sad truth you share. 'To be thought as less than the truth you know' is a fine expression of an awful reality and yet you have managed to keep the sun of optimism shining at the end. A beautiful tribute, Esther. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx