13 Sunday May 2018
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A mother’s love is true
For it beautifully blossoms
Like a rose, softly unfolding,
Enveloping,
Opening the heart,
Nurturing the soul
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10 Thursday May 2018
Posted in May Writing, Poems, Poetry
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They are the children of our future
Though unaware of what’s ahead
They are the many reasons
That hatred must be shed
They are lights, in this wretched world
Shining brightly, against darkened eyes
The ones who claim the lives of others
Simply because they despise
The chance the world could blossom
If we only practiced peace, and love
So the light that shines from those below
Will also shine, from God, above
May Writing Prompt: The pendulum of posterity – Day 10/31
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06 Sunday May 2018
Posted in May Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Weep not, my child
For I shall console you
With loving arms
Which shall enfold you
For you are my flesh
No pity do you need
Find comfort within
Let no one impede
Your desires, your dreams
Will become what you seek
Feel my strength, entrusted
With a kiss, on your cheek
May Writing Prompt: Crystal clear consolations – Day 6/31
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04 Friday May 2018
Posted in May Writing, Poems, Poetry
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Perchance to binge on Earthly time
A thought we humans find sublime
Still, we worry, this we must endure
A life that ends, of this we’re sure
Why rush, to get through every day
Those wasted hours, we threw away
Perhaps we need to slow it down
Take time to breathe, instead of drown
In things, that aren’t worth a dime
Turn back those dreaded sands of time
Take heed of this, I must implore
Before Heaven opens its only door
May Writing Prompt: Time binging – Day 4/31
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01 Tuesday May 2018
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It started out quite innocently
A conversation they had over dinner
Nothing was said nicely, nor eloquently
And no one would come out the winner
Name calling commenced, round the table
It got uglier as time went on
Each one got their own special label
The lines in the sands, had been drawn
Back and forth, it went for hours
Until hunger won out, and they ate
The next day, the misses got flowers
The next day, was one day too late
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