July 13th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- The Clouds lie in swirls
- As if the Angels were molting
- And the Night Hawks fly swiftly by them
- As if trying to catch a little bit of Heaven
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June 27th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- Today she won’t be there.
- The woman, who captured your attention
- Who sat on the edge of her chair
- As she kept you on the edge of your seat
- And talked for hours.
- Whose flashing eyes reflected your smile.
- Today she won’t be there.
- The woman who engaged you
- In witty repartee for hours on end
- She has her own husband
- And family
- And friends.
- Today you’ll look around and see
- She won’t be there.
- As I sat quietly in the shadows
- And tried not to listen,
- Tried not to see your smile.
- All the while knowing
- The worst had come to pass.
- You no longer see me there.
- Tomorrow you will look and see
- The shadows will be as empty
- As the bed I warmed so willingly.
- You’ll seek this woman tomorrow
- And tomorrow she won’t be there.
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June 25th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- You were Monday’s child
- Born fair of face.
- As you grew
- I hoped you’d find that special place
- Where one day you’d arrive.
- A place unknown even to you,
- Hidden from a child’s view,
- Alien until we’ve grown and
- Forged a pathway of our own
- Still, every moment time passed by,
- As I shared your smile
- Or dried your eye,
- I thanked God you were alive.
- Now grown,
- A mother, too,
- Guiding the life of another,
- Who will one day
- (A day all too soon)
- Cast aside her frail cocoon
- To become a butterfly.
- You’ll marvel at the mystery
- Of just how quick it came to be.
- You’ll reach out for her
- As she lets go.
- In the bittersweet
- You’ll know why,
- Even as you celebrate today,
- Your mother cries.
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