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I
believe
in angels
the air feels warm
when they are around
sweet music fills the air
made by their wings in motion
I wait for their message
my doorbell rings twice
my long lost friend
stands outside
I hear
angels
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I
believe
in angels
the air feels warm
when they are around
sweet music fills the air
made by their wings in motion
I wait for their message
my doorbell rings twice
my long lost friend
stands outside
I hear
angels
I need a tall shot of yesterday
it was like a fine red wine,
kissed by the sun…
Valentine’s Day is just around the corner, so today De asked us to write a Quadrille of 44 words that included a reference to a kiss. I wrote this one in memory of my first kiss!
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“If you’re at war, then I’m there
fighting by your side.”
If you’re at war
with yourself,
then I’m there.
Fighting by your side.
To change your mind.
I will be there to
change your mind
and remind you
every minute of every day
just how wonderful you are.
Because you are so much more than a parent, a spouse, and a friend. You are more than any label you’ve ever given yourself. You. You give people hope. We see the fire in your eyes. We see that spark when you fight back against everything that has ever hurt you. You are not at war with yourself.
© Sarah Doughty
I will change your mind.
salvation comes
I prayed it –
ten thousand selfish nights
a day returned
to open wide my heart
cast aside the worrying
let alone the past
too many where I waited
til I’ve forgotten you
before the dawn
remembers
another prayer
I knew
. . .
Robin and John, Sherwood Forest
This is my place,
Where I’ll make my stand,
To hold my ground,
Defend my land.
This little place,
I call my own,
You shall not possess it,
It’s mine alone.
How many have stood,
At such a place of impasse,
Treating friends as foes,
Allowing none in – or to pass?
Like Robin and John,
Neither willing to retreat,
But an alliance was born,
When Rob admitted defeat.
Here now I then stand,
Better together than alone,
Stronger and firmer,
For the friendships I’ve sown.
Padre
OFMARIAANTONIA Photo Challenge: Where I Stand
Crisp evening air Soft hoot of a distant owl The stillness of night
Source: Daily Haiku – Wed. February 13, 2019 – Poetry For Healing
SilenceT he sound is still golden and my heart rests Peacefully