Her brain was reeling
She sprung from the floor!
Her lungs lit up
She sung and soared
Then she reflected:
“Lord, You’ve given what I couldn’t afford”
The tears from her ducts, drenched her blouse
And left an engraving behind in the couch
Trampled no more…
This emblem of dignity, again restored
Restocked and primed, it’s her time to fly
Gone are her days of reflecting: “Why, oh why…?!”
Author notes
This piece is dedicated to women from all walks who have realized their ability to fly...(it's still a great way to travel) congratulations!
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I have flown
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ahhhhh. That's absolutely wonderful! What a feeling it is too. Thank you so much for your visits.
AsIThink...
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Its a good feeling to fly rahter than be trampled upon. And he will always help if we ask...The emotioniin the first four lines holds your attention!
return the favor?
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Hello. Thanks for the visit and this wonderful feedback. I was just ready to sign off when I saw your response here so I wanted to reply to it. Thanks again; I'll visit your page later this evening (God-willing).
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welcome back!
it feels as if you've been off a long time!anywho...the piece is a nice dedication to women,and the lines-trampled no more...this emblem of dignity,again restored is very impacting for me.Good work son!
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Y, Thanx...Me thinkx...lol
Yeah, and other than this note here, I'll be away for about 1 more week. Our fasting is almost over. I just need to post a note and noticed the messages I had. But really, thanks for the kind words. I'm glad you like it.
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I really like this piece. It makes me think about all the single mothers out there who feel that their lives are over at first but a blessing comes and helps them get back on their feet.
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Thanks a lot. Yeah, I was kinda going in that area. One for women in general though. "They are the gateways to this life".
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