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Paths of enchanted aged wood
Entwined with grain of silence
Delicate texture combined in dreams
Who crawls beneath the fence
…
Subtle colours blending thoughts
Of faithful ways portrayed
Devoted hands that feel and taught
Run as if through meadow
…
Softest wind as if to speak
Once embraced the master
Told the tale of happy times
When t’would meet at end of day
…
Paw prints etched on golden streets
Boundless joy for endless strolls
Content at last she nuzzles close
United with her master
KJS
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The young sapling
quivers under the weight
of the young robins song
luring me to the backyard
of my daily life
that has become routine
For smell of April’s moist
earth reaches my nostrils
and travels welcomely
to my tired lungs
filling them with hope
thus promise of life
Renewed in faith
as my rubber boots
smile with each step
leaving behind embossed
footprints of assurance
for others to follow
Blue skies reflect
this path I’ve chosen
an exclamation mark
that claims its reward
confirmation of expectation
heavens embrace my prayers
KJS
Being an advocate for our seniors , always creating awareness for the importance of visiting the seniors, now that privilege has been removed…Amidst the world chaos struggling with the Covid-19 pandemic, the awareness is still a valid cause. This poem speaks of what it means to an elderly soul who spends day after day in a long term care home and then is blessed with a visitor. Now with strong measures in place with no visitors allowed to help fight against Covid-19 in the homes. Please say a prayer for these dear loved ones. I wonder if the saying applies, “you don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone” 
Morning dew
cool tired feet
caressing each step
I feel relief,
drowsy daisies
start to stretch
welcoming warmth
from evenings slumber
Relief though faint
strength is gained
amidst the
dawning glory,
unfolding promise
clings with certain
embracing grace
with daylight hues
Meadows green
of afternoon
the comfort of
someones touch,
the lonely ends
as smiles begin
welcoming love
amid the words
Once again
the cool returns
yellowing rays
turn into gold,
I bid farewell
a day well spent
contentment folds in
peaceful rest
KJS
I want to add a very important note, a huge thank you and prayers to all our health care workers putting their lives on the line everyday to care for our dear seniors. God bless them and keep them safe ❤
as ink on cotton stained
a neon sign it blinds the truth
is it easy to walk away?
Be direct this is no riddle
without an answer in a rhyme
gaze upon the mirrored reflection
no crystal ball through time
do we feel exempt?
denial devised to sacrifice truth
I hear the echoes of the steps
KJS
Amidst youth or mid life strides, it is very easy to push the truth back out of the way replacing it with myths that growing old is so far down the road; the truth is, it is on our back porch, and we will be stepping down placing our feet on the same path of life’s fragility.
Let’s join our voices in fighting for change, in creating that very important communication concerning end of life care, and the dignity, respect, privacy and compassion that are not only deserved but is crucial for the quality of life in seniors twilight years when they are taking their final steps on this earth.
For every like comment and share you are helping with this awareness. Thank you ❤
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Raising awareness through poetry for our dear seniors & elderly. Advocates are a necessity of life for these dear souls 
With every like share and comment you are helping create awareness. Thank you.
Failing Footholds
Hushed summer breezes fill the air
as silent lullabies calm the heart
cradled in promise we wait for the grace
to whom shall we go if we cannot walk
Absence of light the eyes are wearied
suspended in darkness lost voice of the soul
answers are hidden to questions not spoken
to whom shall we speak if we cannot talk
Beyond explanations intent of meaning
further than strength we lose our way
falling prey to no new beginnings
stumbling through life our only survival
KJS
Sustain my heart
with a long good bye
watching you leave
till your shadow dissolves
into tears of longing
oh… not to be left behind!
Weary eyes that
give way to rest
slipping into dreams
of yesterdays
oh… familiar caresses!
from one who went before
Oh…what is this!
new life of watching
waiting and wondering
a world where
days are echoed
with such continual emptiness
Pleadings with prayer
oh…God help me!
release my body
from this prison
filled with little dignity
and racked with pain and sorrow
Respect of a life
the sword is raised
shrouded by heaviness
of grieving and death
oh…arms are lifted!
as breath turns into embrace
KJS
Photo compliments of Joyce Peters ❤
Distraught once more He’s at the door
begging for admission
hesitantly masquerading an offer of submission
Without a leaf to feather bloom growing quite attached
influenced by the deadened wood
I reach the hovel throw open the latch
Once inside farewells are said to inner hidden demons
I grant myself forgiveness
subjection released the soul weary beyond reason
Salvation wrought through ones bequest
baptized in term belief
returning to the roots I leave behind such blatant grief
KJS
No recognition in the brown of her eyes
i miss the touch of her voiced memories
one by one they vanish leaving me with sorrow
and her with outbursts fuelled by frustration
We continue to guess what may be the cause
surmise to bring small comforts
conclusions masked with bitter hurt
but there are no winners here at all
Endless hallways tiled with failed circumstances
fallen between the cracks awaiting fulfillment
become dormant part of the crumbled plaster
given up by the deteriorating walls of hope
Heavy chained to the demon
barred from reality there is no key
the lock corroded with prescriptions of
empty promises bandaids for remaining life
KJS2018
Dedicated to my dear mom who battled dementia for over 8 years, and went home to Glory July 5, 2017 on the wings of angels and a song by her 5 robins ❤
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
KJS2018
Silent crosses
scrape the earthy
floor of my heart
creating trenches
of sadness and heartbreak
I try to lift
the crosses
so they are not so heavy
my shoulders are tired
my chest is weak
looking downward
the brown murky dirt
meets my gaze
so dry so dusty
I pray for rain
to wash away the ache
Hushed tears
fill the trenches
with each step
footprints are graved
filled with faint hope
but mostly dread
Change is needed
prayer is choked
with vines of doubt
fear of voicing hurts
words are left unspoken
the ache continues
KJS
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