From where I sit there are complaints
Of lack, short-falls, life failed.
I feel the pity for myself
For no one else would care.
I cry the tears and lick my wounds
Feel justified, I moan,
Alone, poor me, I dwell depressed.
No joy lives in my heart.
Rejoice, my spirit screams within
Take note of all there is!
Behold, rise up and see the light
For gifts abound around!
Enjoy the gifts each day bestows
Surprises are in store
Be open spirit to receive
The wonders of this world
Change attitude with gratitude
Your heart will overflow
You’ll feel the love, support surround
And know you’re not alone
Posted on October 29, 2014, in creative writing, grief, poetry and tagged alone, attitude, creative writing, depressed, gratitude, poetry, spirit. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
HI. Your words are deep from your soul and I can feel and understand so close!!! Take you from far into my arms and hold you. Hope you are strong enough to see the lights coming to hold you and show you: life goes on.
Please tell me, whats about selling the house and changing into southern temperatures.
Take care. Erika
I sold my house in Connecticut and bought a home in Williamsburg, VA. By Thanksgiving I will be heading South to more moderate temperatures. I know life goes on and I am ready to write a new chapter. Thank you for your hug.