Children become adults In between seasons Of Memories made; Collected Tossed Or perhaps Left to linger. A word Becomes words In between years Of love Pain Or rejection. We become seasoned In between seasons Of life About life Living Leaving and learning In between… Susan McMillan
They are big real big! I slowly place one foot after another in mama’s shoes; one then two wiggling my feet to fit . Mama’s shoes are a challenge they are shoes of gentleness kindness grace endurance forgiveness and finding joy in every moment. Mamas shoes are heavy Mama’s feet were big my feet are…… Continue reading Mama’s shoes
Thy Flesh – Youtube It desires the perishable; Castles Masks Silver and gold. It desires to do wrong; Hate Revenge and Anger. It does against the Holy book whose words are hidden in this heart It seeks empty riches knowing they are dust It burns for “sweet revenge” yet my Lord says revenge belongs to…… Continue reading Thy flesh
Today, I met a friend In you; the stranger next to me. We agree history has made us strangers; Enemies! but… Let’s try; let’s try to be friends, Let’s try… let’s try to agree on something; Something that will make history worth keeping. Let’s try… Walking at the same pace, Without trying to outrun one…… Continue reading Try…
Abuse is painful Like a leech it drains our blood Steals our courage and strength to speak up A heart knows to hold it The pain bleeding into our present At times staining those we love A mind knows to replay it Soiling our happy moments The deep scars will remind us too The monster’s…… Continue reading Hurts to remember!
There I was, excited to be wedded to my best friend and the love of my life; one I had known for 6 months to be exact. The words of “concern and worry” started pouring in intending to inform us about the nightmare we were about to glue ourselves into…Yes. Marriage. These were words coming…… Continue reading Marriage misconceptions.
When you say I matter For me; a “no body”… It’s to be somebody. When you wipe my tears With your own cloth… When you give me your hand You let me hold on… It’s to be somebody. I sit at your table You pass me a cup Your cup I dine at your table…… Continue reading To be somebody.
Her hands… Gently folded to say a prayer Quickly fixed for you Stitches they made Bread they made The ground they cultivated Tears they wiped The unsung hands of a mother! Those hands guided Those hands cared Those hands held They did… The unsung hands of a mother! A little harder they tried A little…… Continue reading Hands unsung!
Our forefathers built a nation.. Our forefathers used bare hands… Our forefathers cultivated the land.. Waiting was part of life Working was part of living Their pride was from their sweat Their joy was from their kindness They served the nation… They served others… They sympathized… But we; of our generation despise it all.. But…… Continue reading Soulless beings!
Father says we Marry for tradition.. Grandma says she married for tradition.. Auntie says she married for tradition.. Grandpa says we must marry for tradition.. Suzanna has to marry.. Her heart is with him.. Her hand in marriage is given to another for tradition.. Her heart is bleeding! Her tradition she must follow.. Her heart…… Continue reading Her heart:Her tradition
Rhythm In Life 