I have stood the
test of time.
Once I lived a
life of beauty,
sunrises excited
me, sunsets comforted me.
Each morning I
rose to greet a new day,
with outstretched
arms reaching for heaven,
giving thanks to
God for my magnificence.
I have survived through
season after season.
Hence, ravages of
weather brand every inch of my being,
neglect hastened
my demise,
ignorance imprisons
me.
Yet I stand, with outstretched
arms reaching for heaven,
giving thanks to
God for my endurance.
Still I stand,
though forgotten abused and forlorn
waiting to once
again greet the sunrise,
to slumber
peacefully in the sunset,
to serve a purpose
other than despair,
with outstretched
arms reaching for heaven,
giving thanks to
God for my redemption.
© 2012 – Leona G
Shankle
cool poem. Have your read the children's book-The Giving Tree. It's choice!
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ReplyDeleteI like that, it truly speaks to endurance, belief, faith and hope.
Nicely done, thanks for sharing
rhapsody
Wow. Powerful stuff Leona. I'm going to print this and show it to my Mom. She'll really appreciate this. You should send this to Guideposts. Get it published in print because everyone should read this !
ReplyDeleteWow again ! Go girl ! You are AWESOME !
Oh my... This is so wonderful, Leona. It reminds me of The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein. It's a book that always made me sad though.
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