So happy, just so carefree
Cut loose from my anxiety
I thought my anxiety would be worse
But I was set free from my curse.
I'm claustrophobic, folks, there are so many
It's a Easter Sunday, so good to be me!
A Sunday where I don't belong to a church, but it's in my heart
Because God and I don't need an edifice to worship, for a start
But sweet jazz, great food and the love of my man
Make New Orleans my favorite city, the french quarter, my land
And I'll travel cross country again not just for the sights and sounds
But for the memories we made here away from my quaint town.
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Author:
Christina (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 21st, 2022 10:43
- Comment from author about the poem: One more poem about my trip but thank you all for the wedding anniversary wishes!
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Very beautiful Christina, I also don't belong to a church and God does know our hearts, he has truly blessed you and I
He truly has! (I do belong to a church but when I was in new orleans on easter I obviously had nowhere to go) Thank you for your wonderful reply!!
My husband and I will join a church together when we move to Montana
we gotta stop meeting like this C .. New Orleans is one of my fave places in the good old US of A .. stayed just off Bourbon Street we did ........... x
We stayed just off Bourbon st too....boy is it hard to fall asleep with all the music. There are more positives about the city than there are negatives. Thanks for the kind review! C
As I read I smile at the joy of your experience. Lovely poem!
Thank you so much Bella, it means a lot. Thanks again!!
Great uplifting poem Christina
Thank you SC! I appreciate the read and compliment!
Those wonderful memories will be forever with you Christina.
Andy
Yes, they will be. Thank you so much for your kind comment!
Dear Christina,
Happy belated anniversary. What a treat to experience the offerings of New Orleans. Loved your poem about your trip.
Laura 🌻
Thank you so much Laura, I really appreciate it!!
My pleasure.🤗
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