Poem -

The Lady's Way

Oh Mothers, do not
question
Sit you gently weeping, while
A Bible book lies open
A fitting Psalm
In company keeping

Sit you
Dignified and supplicant
Accepting in appropriate ways
Count blessings and
assurance that
HE loves you well in all your
days

So grieve you not and trust,
my dears
Let go of love and child and
fears, and
Most of all, do it all well
​​​​Keep solid lids
On that deep well
Of Tears

M P 17/3/21
 

 

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Marion

Right back at you Jim 😊

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Jill Tait

Awwww beautiful ❤️❤️❤️

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Marion

Thankyou so much Mrs Tait...so are you xxx

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Being Me

Awwww...this has brought tears to my eyes! I have read this and it brought tears to my eyes. Proper tears. Amazing writing even if it is a sad, sad poem. Hugs, Marion, huge hugs 💞 x

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Marion

You know Tina, the emotions go from serenity to rage to deep sorrow to unconsolable crying...to questions..to outrage..back to faith...etc...the range of emotions is so vast as to create madness. I write it all...lol. The world has tilted. I will PM you on my next good...ISH hour love.
Grief also makes me self absorbed and selfish...I am trying to snap.out if it and participate again. Thankyou so much, as ever, for taking the time ..lots of love ❤️

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Being Me

🤗❤❤❤❤❤❤🤗 xx

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