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Let the light in, let it shine - the sun is wearing
his hat; coming on strong, don't despair - loved more than you're
showed; staying away caused clueless in holding conversation?
Lost for words - can't sing praises; imagine only how you were.
Outwit them all; astounded everyone: a miracle's in motion

So dry your eyes - don't moan or groan act humble - appreciatively
grateful and graceful; doing alright - making it to other-side.
Stay calm usual serene exterior; tranquillity you're familiar
with. Quietness is what you're about. Stare at them! Study them!
Observance is what's required, not going off rail; cause

worth weight in gold.
Don't lose heart - angels will not give you their backs! Really
understand, do care, universe is working according too plans, don't be dishearten; Divine loves a special child - great gift is yet too arrive; When there's no one around to rely on, he's by your-side

keeping a watchful eye, ever-so-ready like batteries -
taking charge; reaching out for hand, stroking softly smiling sweetly, courageously willing you too stay awake a little longer; seeing results unfolding before eyes.

Surrounded by distress and hardship at this present moment,
crushing to the floor - feeling like a cushion soft and spongy squeezed.
Light like marshmallows contented - filled too the brim; never disappoint; climbing ladder - stepping to heaven. The calling to paradise

Change record - new mindset escaped! So stifling just suffocating
Chocolate coloured, tawny brown and snow drops! Creatures focus
attention on; can be dangerous - draining of resources. Have faith
in energy falling from above, divine guidance, waking insights into
the unknown. keeping warm and cosy, situations are OK! Meanwhile don't worry be happy.








16/4/15
Sylvestina Simmons

Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,messages,peace,home
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
After much soul searching, realised nothing is what it seems. Been on a journey, only to find out there isn't a right or wrong way of doing things. I simply have to follow my nose.
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Christina Simmons

Christina Simmons

St Lucia, Caribbean.
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