Forlorn

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An empty swing stands

Forlorn, bearing echoes of

Laughter long ago

Burying a Child

Today I went to a funeral of a child. A child so full of life and enthusiasm and joy. I cannot even begin to imagine what the parents are going through, how the pain in their heart will make each new day seem impossible. No parent should have to bury their child. And yet it happens. I have friends (more than one) who have lost a child. We are born into this life. And one day we will die. We are not told when or how. I try and teach my children this. Do not be afraid of death. Because it can happen to anyone at anytime. It is up to us to make each day count, for we are not guaranteed another. Peace be with you.

Testimony

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You were love
You gave love

You were joy
You gave joy

You were peace
You gave peace

Earthly life complete
Testimony standing sure

No hurt, no pain
Will you ever have to endure

If this be my only comfort
Allow it be my anchor

For all eternity

Leaving

I have to go, I said
I don’t want you to, she replied
Please don’t go, she asked
I gave her a hug
Felt her soft shiny hair
Looked into her blue eyes
Turning around
I walked out the door
To a pain in my heart
And tears unspilt

Seasons

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The weather changed
The air was cold
I bought a sweater
For your child
She wore it until she
Could no more
You passed the sweater
To my child
She wore it until she
Could no more
I remember the sweater
And your child
And mine
That are no more

Sweet Marigold

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The petals and blossoms of the world are all very lonely. Until they are greeted with a ray of sunshine to brighten their long days. Into their lives a little child passes their way. And as she does so, their spirits start to rise. Their colours brighten, and they stand tall and strong on their stalks. Their lives will forever be touched by a young child. A child just like you. A child who loves every bright flower, and butterflies and bees. A child who is the heroine of her own story. A little girl by the name of Sweet Marigold.

Wishing Well

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Taken with my iPhone 5

Wish at night
Wishing bright
What do your stories tell?
When children make a wish
What stories do their wishes tell?

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Friends Forever

Friendship

I love to just sit
And be next to you
I love to feel your
Presence beside me
You are my friend
And I will be yours
Your friendship
Is my company

Birthdays!

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The birthdays knock
On the door each year.
They take each child
While the night is dark.
My eight-year old has
Flown away, and in her place
A nine-year old is
In her place.

Devil’s Child

You are the devil’s child
You are a bitch
So ugly when you were born
There is no way you could be my child

If you would like to find a man
Perhaps you should wear some makeup
Show some cleavage
Show that body we know you have

Why are my eyes blue
When yours are brown?
What will happen
If I do things that do not please you?

The temper, the rage, a fear of man
Are written in my soul
It is not guns I need to fear
When a man and his bare hands are all that’s required