I will face my fears
Come what may
I will slay each demon
Appearing each day
I will be brave, I will be strong
I will sing the victor’s song!
I will go forth once night is done
And look towards the shining sun
I will catch each ray upon my blade
My trust, my hope will never fade!
To God Be Glory and
Amen
It’s scary, it sure is. When the rug is pulled from under your feet. I flounder with my flailing arms, grasping for an anchor. Who will catch me, who will care? I throw the question to the air. But this I know and this I trust. I will be lifted to a higher ground. I walked in courage, I walked with faith. And courage and faith will see me right.
Looking to the future
With all my past as dust
Unexplored territories
Fill my view
I know not what
My days will hold
But I know my courage
Will see me through
Yesterday I wrote about all the qualities I would like my daughter to have. Confidence, leadership, self-esteem etc. And ended my post by concluding that she is everything I am not. I have updated the conclusion to add that I can grow to have those qualities too. If we are alive we are either growing or dying. I am not dead or dying. I can still grow to have those qualities I feel I lack. Truth is, I am stronger than I believe. I had the courage to move my family to a safer country. To leave everything I knew behind. My life, my home, my work, my family, and start a life in a new world. I have had the courage to say no to my children, and discipline them when required. I have the courage to be honest with myself, and I have the courage to grow.
Your spine is strong
When I need support
You are my strength
When I need a friend
All through my life
Right by my side
You watch my back
And lend me yours
Poems and Petals 