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She was formed by a love and hope are wonderful. Planned by a gift of the Spirit in which the simple hearts wrapped. Who can touch what can not be seen by the world. Exhaled to find beauty. Given life to take advantage of the time. Lived by the soul in mind that can penetrate the words. Determined to be valuable.
She was born without knowing what to do. Brought up in a place that is not wanted. Surrounded by dreams that haunted her childhood. Covered lonely without touching the heart. Restored by the spirit that's easy to go out. She stepped in uncertainty. Deny what has been believed. Following a false heart desires. In her hesitation, she tried to chase time. But the more she ran, the further time left. And she wept for herself over and over again. Reason often rebelled, pressing the rest of the pain. She lost in what she called "personal failure". But God called it: "Learning Process".
In the midst of her nightmare, she woke her dressing destruction. Venture at the Future, eliminate uncertainty. Learn to wait, no longer chasing time. She could stand in the suffering of her soul. She was against the pain with hope. And she closed the empty spaces with Love and Forgiveness. Now, she stood in front of me. Giving another meaning than before. She developed a smile on her face with something that has long I been waiting for, that is Thanksgiving. I was standing in front of the mirror. And I looked at her face, saying: "You are worthy, Great Price".

I love you like a mother loves a child;
a bond unknown
to the one who brought you here.

I miss you like the day misses the night,
the time where it can find it’s rest
and find the strength to shine again.

I fear you’ll leave me here alone
without the one I taught to walk
along a road so full of cracks that we both fell.

I feel that I’m losing you
through every covered crack,
through every part of you that doesn’t need me anymore.

I’ve loved you, since forever;
since I held your tiny fingers in my own,
and realised you were a part of me.

The lines are blurred, she’s left her mark;
but on you it’s fading so fast I barely see it anymore,
you’re moving on, but without me.

I beg you please wait, please turn around;
I’m here, don’t go - don’t leave me.
I need you, I just need you…to still need me.

Grama what kind am I

My little grandson went out to play some friends he went to find
Very soon was back again with tears that filled his eyes
When I asked him what was wrong my gramdson he did reply
They say my kind can’t play with them
Grama What kind am I?

My heart was really breaking for my little grandson that day
I wrapped my arms around him and wiped his tears away
I thought how cruel the world could be to someone oh so small
Just because his colour was different from them all

You ask me Matthew what kind are you Ill tell you what I see
I see a little boy who looks a lot like me
Whose smile is like the sunshine and brightens up my day
Whose heart is full of laughter and loves to run and play?

You are a Métis Metthew some day you’ll be a man
Hold you head up high stand tall and proud with pride
Stand tall and proud my native grandson and never run away
Stand tall and proud like the mighty oak
Stand tall and proud with pride

Written by
Dorothy Elaine Calvert
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Trick Of Time

High on my wall hangs that clock
whiskers twitching, tick tock, tick tock.
Like the patient face of a Buddhist cat
communicating only with what it looks at.
Unconcerned as to how many it has offended
yet many a broken heart has been mended
locked within that tick and in that tock
because of the healing power of that clock!

sonofadam

I myself have a few words of wisdom to be said:

To walk an inch is sinch,
To walk a whole yard is hard,
But never give up,
Never lose faith in yourself, never,
Or you will never walk that yard.

Love your son.

I DO LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS EARTH,
I GIVE MY TIME MY LOVE,MY LIFE TO THE ONE I LOVE..
I TURN MY BACK TO ALL MY FRIENDS & JUST BE WITH
YOU,

I NEVER THOUGH THAT I MAKE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE
OF MY LIFE....TO LOVE & WORSHIP YOU ...
THAT SOMEDAY MY LOVE FOR YOU IS KILLING ME.

HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO MY HEART?HEART THAT FULL OF GOODNESS
HEART THAT ONLY TO LOVING YOU IS MY MISTAKE?
I LOVE YOU..MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY!I EVEN DON'T CARE
WHAT OTHER PEOPLE SAY..JUST..ALL I KNEW IS I ADORE YOU..
SEPARATION???DO YOU FEEL THE PAIN? OR..YOU ENJOY ..YOU USE
ME TO COVER YOUR ANGER TO ANOTHER LOVE...LOVE THAT YOU
HAVE EXPERIENCE ...NOW YOU BRING TO MY HEART & YOU MAKE ME
CRY AS WHAT YOU CRIED ON THE PAST..

DARLING...IT'S NOT ME THE ONE WHO MADE YOU CRY..
I LOVE YOU & I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU..
I OFFERED YOU MY LIFE..JUST TO SHOW MY LOVE TO YOU..
SEPARATION IS NOT MY WAY OF BEING FORGET THE ONE
I LOVE..

LEAVING ME IF YOU ARE HAPPY FOR THIS..
BUT REMEMBER..WHEN YOU ARE FAILED TO THE LOVE
YOU HAVE CHOOSE ..I'LL ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU..
YOU ARE THE LOVE THAT ..GOD..GIVE TO ME..



Edna~Yuri.

What is the meaning of Love?
Love is the key of every parent that's why we
wanted to get married & have our children,
Child is the most precious gift that GOD has given to us.

But why we let this gift gone suddenly just b-cos of
our own satisfaction?
Getting married & get divorce for just a misunderstanding?
we are the one who choose our life..why we let our child suffer
for our own fault?

We don't know what our child feel about parent's who leave
in different home,but deep in they're inner heart they
cry..cry for help..but afraid to voice out..Child of
god ..do we like them to have a happy life or empty heart
that lead them to a Broken mind & heart!!

Think first my friend about leaving our love one's just
b-cos of narrow minded thinking..love your family
& think about the future..they are waiting for US..!!

GRANDDAUGHTER

As my eyes gaze upon you granddaughter
I see the radiance beauty with in your smile
You are like a delicate rose bud
Just waiting for the moment for the petals to open
You are like a beautiful butterfly fluttering your wings
You are like a young sparrow ready to fly
The mother keeps you with in the nest
Because the mother sparrow always knows best
Do not be in a hurry as most young people are
Follow your dreams reach for the stars
Travel the world near and far
God gave you talent don’t waste this gift
Let the world see the beauty
With the stroke of your brush
You will Adventure out when the time is right
Than you can spread your wings
My granddaughter and the world will see
The rose bud as it opens its delicate petals
As you become the beautiful rose
I knew that you would be
For ever and always loved

Written by
Your Grandmother
Dorothy Calvert

Colours Of Coincidence

The fierceness of the sudden downpour
had pedestrians scurrying for the nearest door,
and under trees, children screaming,
childish screams from the confines of adult coats
pulled snugly over young heads, already steaming.
I stood at my favoured window upstairs
my daughter Jennifer close by my side
arms tight round my waist protecting me
from the storm outside.
As suddenly as the hailstones had made a show
There appeared in front of us a double rainbow
with vivid colours as bright as Spring,
“Such a sight is a beautiful thing!”
Said a voice at my side in a whispery sound,
then she spoke the colours right out loud
as if somehow I couldn’t see
for a moment there was only Jennifer and me.
Yet, something in the tone of what she said
had me thinking of my parents, long since dead.
My daughter spoke to me again, “Dad do you know
the sun and rain don’t make a double rainbow
my Nan and Granddad make them glow!”
The colours brightened briefly then faded
leaving four moist eyes staring, not jaded!

sonofadam

A Poet’s Personal Prayer

I pray that all suffering comes to an end
regardless of where those in pain live,
to God in prayer my sincere words I send
to all in distress my sympathy I give.

I pray that all wrongdoers get caught
and are granted their just rewards,
in the spirit our fathers’ war was fought
for the peaceful world we move towards.

I pray that all good words are set free
from the private library in my mind,
allowing my peers a new creation to see
my elusive poem of a different kind!

sonofadam