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Rebirth
The radiant sun shone
down upon her face,
But she was oblivious to its warmth.
A gentle breeze caressed her porcelain skin,
But she was
numb to its touch.
The delightful melodies of birds filled the air,
But she was deaf to their sweet song.
Nothing
penetrated her aching heart,
Except for the cruel fact that it had been broken.
She sat there, numb to the world.
No
longer caring, no longer feeling.
Eyes red and distant, a stream of tears,
Worked their way down her cheek.
She
glanced up as a shadow fell over her.
There he stood, smiling at her.
A single rose in his hand, she took it
Automatically,
without thinking.
He thanked her for sharing her beauty,
And then turning, he walked away.
Blinking, as if suddenly
awakening
From a dream, she glanced around.
But the man had disappeared.
As she stood there searching,
She felt
the sun on her face, the wind.
The air was filled with the chorus of birds.
No, she whispered.
Thank YOU for
showing me how to live again.
©
Debbie
Wilk
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Tomorrows Flowers
The Growth of Children
a children's garden
planted with seeds
playing
singing
laughter
and dreams
~*~
a garden of seeds
sprinkled with love
tending
mending
growth and hugs
~*~
sprinkled
with love
grows a garden filled with life
caring
sharing
healthy and strong
~*~
a garden filled
with life
wrapped in sunshine
smiling
loving
tomorrows flowers bloom
©
Margaret
Hussey
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Behind The Veil
Looking to my left
within my minds' eye
a glass wall
shatters
falling as diamonds
next to me
On the right
a river flows peacefully
and catches my eye
Behind
me
hurt
imprisonment belies
while looking back
Ahead darkness
with its veil
of the unknown
I
began to see an outline
which is now coming
into focus
There is a locked door
a type of vaulted structure
which
has a large chain
around it with a big lock
in the center
The door opens
light floods
inside the room
holding
my breath
not believing my eyes
an abundance of beauty
explodes my view
Treasures of all kinds
beautiful
things
that seemed to have been
there all along
Indescribable
colorful gems
ornate furniture
gold ~
silver
every color splashed
here and there
with different
comfortable chairs
sofas designed with
beautiful
fabric
never seen
The air around me felt different
A room filled with warmth
as I walked through
remembering
this room
was here all along
yet unopened
Behind The Veil
©
Joy McClure
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FALLEN SON
To Sam's Boys
Dad, do not weep among the stones.
I cannot rest hearing
you cry above me
I sleep content knowing I'm loved
Wake me not with mourning songs.
Salute the snapping flag
unfurled.
Honor me with a patriot's pride.
No one took my life. I gave it.
Honorably serving my nation's call.
Do
not grieve for time thought lost.
You were there for my first steps
Hovering, protecting me from falling.
My last
fall you were not there to catch me.
Our loving Father caught me up instead.
The values that you taught I proudly
bear.
God, Honor, Country at the worst held me up
I did not die in shame or valueless disgrace.
In my heart I
felt you cheer me on
As you did in Saturday football games.
I remember your pride at home run's hit.
Teaching me
to fight on when all was lost.
Now I sleep content among my brothers
I kept the faith until the end.
A faith
in "self" you placed in me
I carried your love to Heaven's gates.
Dad, do not weep among the stones.
I cannot
rest hearing you cry above me
I sleep content knowing I'm loved
Wake me not with mourning songs.
Celebrate the
love we shared
Celebrate the time we had
We'll meet again in sundown's glow
Encamped with hero's at Heaven's gate
Tell
the family that I love, I'll wait.
A few short years in eternity's time
Is but a tick on God's great clock
I'll
be home again before sunset's glow!
~ I’ll wait for you at heaven's gate ~
©
Emil J. Donatello
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