Category Archives: Inspiration

The Adoption

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Bone of my bone, blood of my blood.

Does it matter if you are or not.

To me, you are my child,

Whether your skin is like mine, or like somebody else’s.

To me, you will still be my child.

A woman gave you life, then she gave you the greatest gift.

She gave you a life she couldn’t give you.

She was bone of your bone. She was blood of your blood.

She was your first mother. She heard your first cry.

I will wipe all your tears. I will kiss away your fears.

She and I will love you forever and a day.

You are a special child.  You have been blessed.

You have been wanted before you were born.

Your mothers will love you, one in her heart only,

But I get to hold you.  Say a prayer for us both everyday.

You are our child, but it took two of us to mold you.

You are blessed child.  You were adopted and are so loved.

Bedtime

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Amber, gold, and bright white stars

Hang in place in the blackened sky.

The moon shines an orange hue

and peace envelops the land.

A bedtime story, a lullaby, baby is fast asleep.

Soon it will be my bedtime too,

as the world settles down for sleep.

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Why Does God Want Them Now

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Said the son to his mother,

Why Does God want to take the baby animals away?

Said the mother to her son,

Perhaps He wants them in heaven to play.

Said the son to his mother,

But they are so tiny and young.

Said the mother to her son,

They are sick while here but with God they are strong.

Said the son to his mother,

But Mama it makes me so sad.

Said the mother to her son,

Be not afraid, they go to heaven. We can rejoice and be glad.

I had a Faraway Dream

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I had a dream that I was far away from here.

I was in a different time.

I met a young woman, slim and vibrant. Her eyes a dancing blue.

This faraway place was Ireland with lush hills of green and short stone walls lining the narrow roads.


 

I knew the young woman to be my mother. She was incredible.

Her eyes bright with determination and life. Her manner quick and laugh contagious.

Her strong spirit beckoned to me to stay a while. She offered me tea. How wonderful to have her ham sandwiches again.

I only stayed a little while in this faraway land. I knew I couldn’t stay. My heart was torn, to stay or go, but I knew this journey would remain forever in me.


Incomplete

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I am one. Just one.

I am alone. I feel cold without the warmth of his skin next to mine.

I am tired. My eyes strained, dried out from the tears. I am somber at best. He is gone. Taken too soon from my world. From this life.

I am numb. So numb that pain can not reach me now. Tears stream. The only comfort that would soothe me is his touch. That which I long for I will never feel again.

I am empty. We had plans he and I. Why did he have to go now? Why? The question I keep asking. Why?

I am incomplete. Without him I am lost. I am just one now, no longer a couple. I am a widow who will wear black. I feel nothing but exhaustion. How do I go on without you? I’m too young for this. You shouldn’t have been taken like this. Not now. I’m not ready. I’ll never be ready. I shall remain incomplete.

A Love Letter

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A handwritten love letter sealed with a kiss.

Each letter carefully crafted with a pen chosen for it’s weight and feel in the hand.

The paper, just the right thickness and color, handmade and sky blue.

Each word chosen so carefully to express my devotion and undying love to you.

A letter written any other way would never, could never express love the way my handwritten love letter will. I love you. I love you. I love you.


 

Colour My World

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Within me lives a brilliantly, white and yellow orb. It surfaces when I’m exuberant and joyful.

Within me lives a dark, cobalt blue and gray orb. It surfaces only when tears stream down my cheeks.

Many orbs live within my heart, they are rosy pink, like the colour of love, deepest black, like the colour of the darkest night, and an olive, sickly green, the colour of jealousy.

All the colours are within me each day. As my mood changes, the colours arise and show themselves to the world. I am a rainbow. A perfectly human rainbow.