As I float from day to day
You could see the colours you made start to fade
I can only imagine the strain on your heart
From something,you nourished right from the start.
You helped me grow into the most beautiful creation that I could be
Although I could never really fully see
Not a day went by where you would not remind me.
My wings were clipped and I struggled to fly
Only you both could hear my silent cries
So you took me away to the sky as we soared above way up high
We set down in Albufeira
Just the three of us together.
Time spent to reflect on why I shouldn't let me wings be wrecked
Such beauty they hold as they unfold
can touch so many emotional souls
However ,all I can do is offer my light and hope it turns the darkness into sunlight
If not,I know I tried my very best to change the way but there is only so much I can offer & then i have to get on my way.
I hope it fills you with great pride
knowing that your love and nourishment was my very own light that got me through those dark nights.
So as I glide from day to day
My wings are strong and I am back where I belong.
angelamariabaillie
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Author:
angelamariabaillie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 5th, 2020 18:04
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem I created when I was in a difficult relationship and my parents could see my hurt and struggles.\r\nThey supported me so much and know they can see me happy again 🦋
- Category: Family
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Comments3
Beautiful poem.AM. Welcome to MPS 🙂
Thankyou very much ☺️
Wonderful write Angela and I am so glad that your strength has returned giving you the power to move onward into your life.
Welcome to MPS.
Andy
Thankyou so much for your kind words ☺️!
tis what parents do... a delightful bit o poetry my friend.. tis also good you were able to recognise the fact and record it …..
Neville
thankyou again for your kind words , yes this was a gift I gave to my mum n dad for Christmas , it came from the heart wanted them to know I am well and strong:) thankyou x
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