Dry Lips


My lips are parched

Holding out for your kiss

No sweet savour have they tasted

No drops of water to provide relief

My lips are so dry

Since the day

You left 

Resurfaced

So my ex-friend whom I have been mourning for most of this year, not even having wished me a happy new year yet and it is already the first day of march, popped up this morning on mobile before the bells of seven am sounded, “sorry so early, left something at home can I please collect and take to the office”?

Phone on silent, yay. Too late!

End of Day 

I persevered with happiness

And now happiness is running dry

End of day looms large

I will rest 

Knowing that 

I have done all I can

Pieces

There is calm 

Amidst the storm 

I pull myself inside

Gather all the pieces 

Falling apart around my feet

And pull them into the peace

Inside of me

Sixteen 

I look at this girl 

So full of light and hope 

And feel compassion 

For the soul within 

Wishing only the best 

May life treat her well 

And so for today 

I encourage that girl

Inside the woman I am today 

To give thanks 

And be happy 

Just for today

Tomorrow I will

Wish again. 

Letting Go

I allowed myself to cry

Great big heaving sobs 

The gates were opened

My pain was released 

And after I had rested 

I felt better 

Healing could begin

Perfect Timing

Everything good in my life has been brought to me through a blessing.

The blue eyes of my dear children.

Work opportunities in Sydney.

The home I live in.

My best friend forever.

God has brought so much across my path.

I trust that He will continue to bring what I need when I most need it.

He knows and leads the way.

Perfect timing.