Tangled Tears
I’m close to the
ground
pulling
weeds beneath our tree
the breeze
ruffles my hair
while I listen
for my chimes to sing their ring
There is
silence. I lift my gaze to see
metal tubes
tangled with branches
Winds have
wrestled the bells to stillness
Like the lady I met days
ago
who blotted
her eyes often as she told me her story
Life came at
her hard for many years
She took no
time to cry
and she
forgot the how of tears
replaced
them with sleepless nights
trapped in a
medley of fears
Like my chimes, she isn’t
singing
With quiet
attention,
I lift my
rake’s long handle
and free the
chimes to ring again
praying all
the while, my struggling friend
will untangle
her tears
and claim the
peace she longs for
Please God, help her find her song
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Born and raised in " America's finest City" received BS degree in nursing years ago... main career besides wife and motherhood ( and now a grandma)was as a hospice RN for 18 years...Take great joy in finding the good in all things and believing that " No Thing is Ordinary" the title of my blog. I am working on a children's picture book story named R-Qu.. a rock falls of his mountain. Writing poetry is one of my happiest things to do. Yoga, water aerobics,, gym exercise and walking our wheaton terrior, Finley, with my husband Jim are favorite things...oh yes...singing in the choir at Church and recognizing God as #1... are most important... I also have a home based business with magnetic and far intra red health care products..peace to all who read this, Love, Jeane
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