POETRY
By Teresa Bavington-Barber
LOOSING FAITH
How do you find your way back to faith
When the white has turned to grey
How do you even find your way
And how do you not start to stray
How do you desire to do what's right
There is so much life I'm beginning to discover
So how do you want god above all others
When you have no faith to help you fight
Walking along a desert hot and dry
When the time goes on and on
Finding refuge but only to cry
And wondering where your faith has gone
I can see the truth
But I can't turn back
I want to live my own way
But I know I will be in trouble one day
Some would say
I never really had the faith at all
But I knew I had faith
But I started to fall
All I can do is live for hope
That the light will dawn again one day
And then and only then
Will I be able to pray
TO BE LOVED
To be loved is great thing
It brings security
Where there was once fear
It brings the knowledge
That someone cares
To be loved is a feeling
Of warmth within
Like being wrapped
In a blanket soft and cosy
Feeling safe from harm
To be loved
Is to know that
Someone is there
When you laugh or when you cry
Someone will share
To be loved is not to be alone
And someone is there
To hold you
When you feel inside
You are on your own
To be loved
Is the most wonderful
Gift in the whole world
It is the best of life
Rolled up in one word...Love And that is what I have in you
I LOVE...
I love music
sometimes loud sometimes soft
Something to reflect a mood
Or bring a memory
I love to walk by quiet rivers
And sit on grassy banks
And dream a while
Watch the sun change
From orange to pink
I love to walk on beaches
By the waters edge
To feel the soft sand
Between my toes
I love the changing seasons
For every season
Teaches something new
About life and growth and beginnings
I love walking in leafy woods
To stop to smell
the fresh green leaves
or watch the birds working busily I love to paint a picture
That expresses how I feel
To see the colour
Across the canvas
I love to cook a special meal
To make someone feel special
I love a shakespeare play
Or an old movie on TV
I love summer rain
And I love the moon
On a summer night
When the stars are clear and bright
I love the sunrise
And the dew on the flowers
I love the changing skies
That paint pictures overhead
I love that life holds
these precious gifts
And are more precious than before
They must be valued day by day
I love that the world is a beautiful place
If we will only stop to see it
To hear the birds sing
Tells you , you are still alive
And you have a new day to begin
DAWN
Nightingale sing your song
Let your melody
Carry us to dawns new light
And live in our hearts
Making a sweet memory
To erase the shadows of the night
Blue tints of dew on the grass
Spreads the way to new light
Let the sun rise
Turning the sky into gentle hues
Of pink, orange and then pure white
Let creation sing their praises
At the first breath of the day
Beaming new light on the morn
We cannot explain it
Or have the right words to say
Sun on the water from on high
Shines like crystal diamonds of light
Reflecting the illusion
Of transparent trees and fields
Like waking from a dream
That turns out to be reality
The dawning of today
Pity
I am a bird that can no longer fly
To reach the heights once known
I am dumb and blind
To those that cannot see
Those who look with pity
In their eyes they feel
The sorrow I do not know
For I am the same as yesterday
But they no longer see me
They look through the eyes of pity
I shout and scream
I am still here
Please look and see, but they cannot
For they are the ones that are blinded
By the eyes of pity
They are the ones who do not see
The friend they once knew
They see the illness
Not the person
And look on me with pity
They do not see the mind that thinks
Deep thoughts and feels emotions
To them I am weak and helpless
Through their eyes of pity
I say if you cannot give support
Without judging how you see me
You are not truly my friend
They say such a shame to happen to you
And they have pity
I say I know I have this disease
And strange things are happening to me
But I am the same inside
I still have a brain
I say do not turn away
Talk to me, do not just have pity
For My Children
Little faces with smiling eyes,
When I hold you,
It brings such joy to my heart,
And with loving ways,
You touch my soul,
Bringing warmth to my life.
My will is to make you happy,
And to keep you safe from harm,
I want to bring you laughter,
Like the way you make me smile,
With the things you do and say.
You have such simple ways,
You see life so clearly,
I love you both so dearly,
What happiness fills my world,
You are often a saving grace,
That lights the darkness.
I will love you whatever you do,
I promise to be here for you,
My children, fruit of my womb,
To hold you in my heart,
How blessed am I with the gift of you,
Who bring me pleasure,
My children, my special ones.
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