The Great Lady Blue Heron

Her sinuous neck silhouettes

against the evening sky

as she progresses with determination

towards the waters of self reflection

Her reflection silent and unmoving,

stares calmly back at her.

What does she see? – past conflicts and ruffled feathers

but bids a peaceful, and proud independence

She evaluates her state

with a contemplative mind

determines her self and spiritual worth

eliminating all distractions of earthly life

The great blue heron has flown into the sun

her choice of flight inscribed on her heart

she wings her way to her realm of election

and there finds peace within her love

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The Farewell

Summer skies evolve
into Autumn greys
extending limits
of no return

Chilly winds dictate
a cloak of caution
in return giving security
against uncertainties

Comforting glances
just remnants of fabric
past garments of familiar
caresses and smiles

Melodies of heaven
beckon a weary soul
stanzas reach between realms
constricted in earthly struggle

love gathers on every side
farewells channelled through
hearts and tears that release
robins song GRACE she is home

 

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Mother’s Day Truths

Sunday is the official Mother’s Day, for me I celebrate my mom everyday, Love her! Miss her! and will never forget every second I was blessed to have her on this earth.

Today I met my mom
In her eyes I see my life
Her smile lit the candle of my heart
Her love breathed life into my soul

KJS

 

I Dream of A Garden (But for a Moment Wings To Fly)

Stroll with me and take my hand
I’ll lead you through my world
tiny favours of little waves
perhaps the song of a bird?

Look-! the sumac is in full bloom
the fragrance brilliant with colour
golden finch play in the meadow
in heart I run and pick a flower

The wheel chair is now my throne
these four white walls my home
so thankful when a friend stops by
but for a moment ~ wings to fly

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So many lonely lost souls sit for hours day after day,
watching and waiting for someone who never comes. This world of
dementia ~ loneliness needs to be shattered with compassion and
time taken to brighten their day.

www.gofundme.com/momdream

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The Golden Years? (Stairways of Silent Tears)

2 Timothy 2:3 (NLV)

Take your share of suffering as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.

 

God bless our dear #seniors who have given their lives and have sacrificed so much to raise their families. Seniors need our #love, #care and #companionship. Let us all remember, if the Lord terries one day we to will be a #senior.

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Through aged eyes they see strangers,
where is the family that they have borne?

Long hallways of endless panels,
take the place of delightful garden paths

longing for companionship,
an endless stairway of silent tears

The desire to visit the old homestead,
in its place just shadows of the past

Days and weeks blend into years,
happiness fading into loneliness

Gnarled hands that yearn for touch,
once worked hard to raise a family

Straining for sound of child’s footsteps…
only voices of the past linger in their mind

Dear souls who gave so much, now are given less, 
where is the family that they have borne?

So much is taken but how much is given?
love~respect~honour-! this is their right, is their cry

Todays ~ tomorrows turn into yesterdays~
memories they ache to share

Tenderly with helplessness their hearts cry out,
just take a moment~ can you spare a minute?

Through aged eyes they see strangers
Oh where is the family that they have borne?

KJS

Stairs of Silent Tears

 

Ephesians 6:2 (KJV)

Honour thy father and mother; which is the first commandment with promise;

 

These years of the elderly, are so fragile and a time in life when they need to be surrounded by #love #family #support #affection and #kindness,. Don’t let their last years of life slip away being left alone left with a “stairway of silent tears” #Help remove the shackles of loneliness and neglect, and replace them with compassion and embrace time spent with them.

God bless

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Catching Memories (Footprints of Christmas)

Hints of paths 

Decembers snow

my heart knows to follow

when cold winds blow

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All but one 

too many draw near

snowflakes of memories

are melting I fear

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Captured magic

in moments of time

try to drift over

my journey inclined

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Traveled often

as not to hide

keeping footprints visible 

to hearts passing by

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Untangling thoughts

of Christmas past

sharing the joys

making them last

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With arms linked together

hearts trudge through the snow

my mother and I 

catching memories as we go

 

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Dedicated to my loving mother ~ my friend.

Merry Christmas mom love you!

 

Sometimes these old photographs are the best! I will never forget this snowy winter, when we were snowed in! It was such an adventure for us kids! The footprints you see in this old capture are my dads. Later on my mom got my Auntie Katie to do a canvas. It still hangs on the wall today!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Welcome Home (Home is Where the Heart is)

As I sit here on a swing gently swaying back and forth,
My eyes closed ever so slight, the warm breeze caresses my face.
I hear familiar sounds from past to present, I’m not yet certain yet there it is again?
This time with comforting closeness, I want to embrace it and never let it go!

The breeze so gently runs and skips through the trees!
Kissing the leaves and making them dance about,
The rustle of the leaves make me homesick, I yearn for familiar scenes.

I see a childlike being carefree one with nature ~
readily trapped within the serenity of inner peace!
I feel the tall grass as it forms a mold of her young body,
Nestled around her like a blanket of green down.

The sun warms her face as it appears from behind the clouds.
Hands clasped behind her head ~ I sense she may never leave,
There is a yearning, a longing, I can almost reach out and touch it!
The rustle of the leaves carry me back ~ across the miles of memories!

Back home once again where the heart is at peace,
There is a smile of contentment on the young girls face.
She opens her eyes to see beautiful tall majestic poplars ~
Their leaves dancing as they sing to her heart…

Welcome home!
Welcome home!

Kathy J Snow©

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