Calm now child
Have no fear
Its but a while
That you’ll be here
The time for all
Upon this Earth
Is temporary
Since our birth
You came from Love
Born of Gods hand
Not from this place
We call our land
Beyond the Veil
Beyond the Blue
Your Spirit Home
Waits there for you…
Copyright©Murrsma2014
I didn’t see
Though signs were there
Illusions clouded sight
My wisdom was impaired
Although you made clear who you are
I chose not to believe
Intentions that were poorly sent
I willingly received
My wants and needs were at the helm
My ship hit stormy seas
It’s no surprise I sadly sank
Wisdom was absentee…
What craft is there
to quickly take
me where I hope to go
Far back in time
to centuries past
the days of long ago
The pages held
within my hand
the swiftest way I know
Winter laid her hammer down
With cold and icy rage
Moving fast and furious
This Diva took the stage
Winter laid her hammer down
Her frigid hand was felt
impolite the greeting came
Her blow was harshly delt…
Of all the parts I’ve ever played
The one that hurt the most
Would be the role you made for me
Where I became a Ghost…
A specter in a lonely place
Where storied pasts are borne
With crimes that have been placed on me
Crude shackles I have worn
It’s said that time can cure all ills…
Much stronger I’ve become
For now I stand in peace and grace
In spite of what’s been done…
Cold is the shoulder
That cradled your head
Lost is all meaning
Of words ever said
My arms now are vacant
So hard to adjust
Our Fire burned out
Turned our future to dust…
Twenty four years
ago on this day
So tenderly placed
In my arms..you lay
Nurtured with love
You so sweetly grew
My life has been blessed
With the gift that is you…
She had no one who’s love was true
Though ninety years her life lived through
A spinster some would say
Alone on life’s highway
One lucky day our paths would cross
We talked..for words she had no loss
A brilliant mind had she
The Lady Dorothy
A Major she had been through war
And for this cause her love forswore
When peace at last would come
She came home to no one
A family love was sweetly sown
Our bond of care had deeply grown
The gift would be to me
For loving Dorothy
I cared for her when came the time
With age grown frail and foggy mind
A blessing true was she
My Lady Dorothy
