MY TEMPLE

Hello my angels, sorry I've been away for so long, I've finally mended my mind and got out of my own way.....and God has been keeping me busy, writing up a storm, from sun up, to sun down....lol...I can't keep up with myself.....

I've turned the tide in many ways since mending my mind with my awesome music for the mind brain training....and my world has opened up in ways I never dreamed I would live to see...or experience.....so.....I'm taking back my book from Xlibris....and I have a new Publisher....William D. Burton an awesome jazz singer and he has a publishing company, he sent me a message in February, saying they wanted to publish my work...I guess at that time I was still in my way.....and today, God led me back to that very message.....wow....so, I called his home, had a great conversation with his wife for 45 minutes, she adopted me, and I adopted them....so I have the family I never thought I would have before I die....and Guardian angels who will help me change my future, so I can change the world......with each word God shares with me.....I have thousands of poems that have not seen the light of day, so I have to hire someone to keep up with me...and help me get things together....OMG....I'm sooooo pumped.....

Thank you for being in my world my angels, it was here that I started....and here that you welcomed me into your family....with such love and acceptance I've never known and I wrote a poem about that too.....so I have two special families....

I'm back.....and I'm not going away :)  Love and light
Giggles the Poet

MY TEMPLE

God is my Father, he kept me alive
He taught me to think, taught me how to survive
He was with me through trauma, with me through death
And he kept my light burning, so I could not forget
He gave me this temple, despite it being maimed
By medical madness, and so many games
When I walked in darkness, he shown a light
And when I hit the ground, he gave me reason to fight
I crawled through the thorns, with papers in hand
God made me a poet, gave me a new name
Giggles, he called me, we are in this together
Believe and keep going, through the dark stormy weather
I wrote up a storm, when I felt most alone
And doctors made me a prisoner, I couldn’t leave my home
So, God kept on talking, although my body was maimed
And I kept writing it out, no two poems were the same
He gave me direction, gave me a voice
I stood up much taller, and made one big choice
I raged at the people who took my life away
And I vowed through my writing, that God would make them pay
Thirty-five years later, my home is my truth
It’s where I grew the most, training my brain for new use
I stand like a tower, and as I speak God’s name
I know through me and my writing, there will be a change…..
© Giggles the Poet
March 28, 2018
2:40 p.m.
To Sandra & Rev. William D. Burton my new angels
Welcoming me home
http://williamdburton.com/ my new publisher, guardian angel....a gift from God