innocence and grace
the treasures of her faith
as a baby into a child
she is unsoiled, pure and mild
but then time passes and she grows
into someone who doesn't care to know
someone who gets lost in fads
only because it's what society says
she becomes the phone she holds
not because of force, she chose
just because the world pushed it
she has squeezed herself in to fit
innocence erase
the mask she holds to hide her face
take from her a life of sorrow
before she gets what she borrows
sees a girl on the street
begging for money or something to eat
she looks away from what is poverty
but does she know that her life is foppery?
gets into the game of love
turns around to find it fun
but then it's not what she wanted
and she feels wronged and brokenhearted
innocence erased
in that little time and space
when she took a stupid step and fell
she thought she was doing well
then she was left all alone
she has no friends and no one to hold
living in a nightmare now
she sees what life can be about
she looks to the sky to find some grace
she closes her eyes and hides her face
tears glide down the sin soaked heart
and she believes in the healing of falling apart
innocence increased
something that was hard to believe
and yet the way was found
though the darkened paths were hard
her true beauty has broken out
sometime, somehow
there's always hope when the seed is planted
from the day when life is granted
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The funny thing is I've done that to three or more of your poems already....
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"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis
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Nice job!!! This was really well done!!! Lovely!!
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The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine
I love the rhythm......Great
I love the rhythm......Great job.
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
The best line of all: "She
The best line of all: "She believes in the healing of falling apart..."
Wow!
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Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!
This is so true. I think I am
This is so true. I think I am going to print this out and hang it on my wall. :) Beautiful, beautiful job, Mairead!
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Thanks to all of you for your encouraging comments. :D
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"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis
Well said, Mairead. This is
Well said, Mairead.
This is what our world make's us into these days. Sadly, we often let them. That's why we're homeschooled.
Nate-Dude
Ditto to what Teal said.
Ditto to what Teal said. Absolutely gorgeous.
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya
Ah! you sang to my heart!!!
I was nearly in tears in:
she looks to the sky to find some grace
she closes her eyes and hides her face
tears glide down the sin soaked heart
and she believes in the healing of falling apart
AH!!! My throat started to choke up and I felt tears form. Even the second time I read it! And the third!
Oh my that was heart touching! Thank you so much for this! this was great!
Oh just lovely!
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Write on!
"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!
Thanks! :)
Thanks! :)
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"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis
Your very welcome!
Your very Welcome!
I really enjoyed it!
Keep on writing things like this! PLEASE!!! their amazing!
great job!
Write on!
"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Your invited to Apricot Tarts
Dear Mairead,
Your invited to http://apricottarts.webs.com Write on! Kassady P.S. please invite as many APer's as you can!
"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!
beautiful
This is really beautiful and heartfelt. Really good. :)
Weirdly, I almost wrote something similar to this the other day... Well, great minds think alike. ;)