Poem -

My Half

My Half

My best is but shy
What I am but half
But God's grace go I
A hat with no staff

My need on display
One part to a whole
God made me this way
Shepherd with no fold

My now, a free man
Whistling to the wind
Perfect hope and stand
Keeping inside warm

My missing part real
She who makes me whole
Base for all my zeal
And my being bold

My search continues
Life's paths no challenge
Any Continent
She may be cradled

My wait as my days
No worries at all
Mine a hope that pays
With guts, glory and gull

My readiness sure
I wont be denied
Being Whole my cure
Walk with no divide

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BLOSSOM

Nice write Nathaniel :)

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Nathenial Jones

Thank you greatly Rachel Gardiner...I do appreciate your kindness...smile...nj

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Valerie Beasley...

Beautiful write.  Love the wording in the 4th stanza.  You certainly have conveyed the depth of your need and how it affects you.  Yet there is a surety in this write that your hope will be realized "mine a hope that pays".

Well done!

val

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Nathenial Jones

Valerie Eleby...for a truth your are a deep scuba diver of words and a person handler of phrases...smile...I'm giggling at you and your technical skills...smile...thanks you for a nudge in kindness...nj

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