Heres a gem very dear to my heart. A poem about a tiny baby abandoned by her birth parents. The
baby is me. This one very much relates to the first poem I included in my blog many months ago. See what
you think.
Waiting for her mothers love
Waiting for her mothers love
when she took flight one day
from her sweet child with outstretched arms
no loving words were said
abandoned heart,deep wounds left marks
swift selfish acts of crime
her fragile bird with broken wings
was left to serve guilts time
cold prison brought a lesson learned
to show how love should be
sweet loves no cause to walk away
but to the end love stays
no need to weep regretful tears
the hurts she took as lessons
a way to make her childrens lives
so full of loves rich blessings.
Although melancholy, the purpose of the poem is to offer a glint of something very
positive. How it is possible to turn life around when it has been so profoundly cruel.
Every cloud has a silver lining, if one takes the courage to look.
In my life my silver lining are my three much loved children and my wonderful husband.
Another is the recent discovery of my creativity. This has been a complete and utter delight
and suprise to me and something in me I discovered only eight short months ago.
Over the past three months I have been painting furiously for another display coming up
