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UNWAVERING LOVE

My first love

UNWAVERING LOVE

I OPEN MY EYES TO A WORLD UNKNOWN 
AND IS IMMEDIATELY WELCOMED BY FEAR
EVEN THOUGH CRADLED IN LOVING ARMS 
AND LOOKED UPON WITH UNBLEMISHED LOVE.

A MOTHER’S EYES SEES
THE INVISIBLE POTENTIALS 
AND THE MARKINGS OF GREATNESS 
IN HER INFANT’S PARALYZED HELPLESSNESS.

THE LOVE FOR HER CHILD IS PONDERED 
IN THE RESERVOIRS OF HER SOUL,
BUT SINCERELY EXPRESS 
IN HER UNCANNY SMILES 
AND LOVE TRANSCENDED.

THE HOURGLASS OF HIS LIFE 
IS FLIPPED LIKE THE WRATH 
OF AN ANGRY HURRICANE,
BUT HIS MOTHER’S LOVE REMAINS,
STEADFAST AND UNMOVABLE,
IN  THE FORESEEN DESTINY
FOR HIS LIFE.

WILFORD BARKER.

 

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Neville

Very moving ink indeed Wilfred .. flows like a mighty fine river .. Kindesr Regards, Neville 

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Wilford Barker

Your kindness and support is greatly appreciated Neville. 

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Neville

and you are most welcome my friend 

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Terry Reeves

Hi Wilford,
Very poignant,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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Wilford Barker

Your sentiments are  happily received Terry.
i truly appreciate your support.
 

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Being Me

Wilford, this is a lovely poem. My children are all grown up now and I am forever telling them that, to me, they will always, always be my babies x

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Wilford Barker

How sweet of you..
I appreciate the encouragement. 

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