From the Heart
Meandering through the rose garden,
a thought came to my mind.
The planning bride might visit here,
for that very special find.
Roses that would spend the day,
with her and the man in her life.
A panoply of beautiful blooms,
on the day she becomes his wife.
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Response to the Daily Prompt – Panoply
We all view things slightly differently depending on our involvement and personal opinion. Sometimes our view is dependent on where we stand in a room, our personal experiences and what we see and hear. It is good to bare this in mind when considering the views of others and remain open to the fact that we might not know everything. There is always something new to learn in life.
~ Liza
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The echo of your love so strong,
keeps us here,
still moving on.
The echo of your love so real,
silent touches,
are what we feel.
The echo of your love lives on,
in each of us,
keeps us strong.
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Daily Prompt – echo
It’s not the number of petals that makes a flower any more beautiful. Flowers are not concerned with numbers they just grow. It’s not the number of things we do in life that matters either, but the feeling we put into each action that makes life beautiful.
~ Liza
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Self examination is to look into ourselves deeply, in truth and without ego. This can be beneficial to our development and growth if it is done in honesty. It is essential that we consider all aspects of the self, the areas we have excelled in and those we continue to struggle with. To relentlessly focus only at the areas in which we have failed or need improvement does not do justice to the whole self. Recognise those things that come naturally, such as empathy and love and consider how you will do better in those areas in which you struggle. When we grow from soil that is nourished and fed we grow beautifully.
~ Liza
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I still hear the echo of your voice,
and I defer my decisions to you.
When I’m at a crossroads in life,
I ask what you think I should do.
We still have conversations,
though it’s only me that can hear.
You know I value your opinion,
you’ve a talent for thinking clear.
What would I do without you,
probably make you up in my head.
I’m so lucky I have you with me,
I’d hate to be lonely instead.
And if it is really just an echo,
of those memories I have of you.
It is every bit as perfect like this,
as your telling me what I should do.
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Daily Prompt – Echo
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If we stop and take a good look at ourselves, peal back those layers like the petals of a flower, we will find the true self. The self that is at the heart of each of us, that which is full of love and forgiveness, that which does not judge and simply knows us in truth. Think about those layers, can you allow any of them to fall away, can you find your heart centre?
~ Liza
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I’m scared of seeing myself honestly,
for the person I truly am.
Without the props and dressing up,
I really don’t think I can.
That’s not your plan for me today,
you insist I look in the mirror.
The mirror of truth to introspect,
bring the self a little nearer.
Fear in my heart, a shortness of breath,
I just want to stay in bed.
Hide myself, keep eyes shut tight,
each moment filled with dread.
I’ve prayed, begged and cried,
what more can I do so you’ll listen.
Give me more time, let me linger here,
please don’t let me loose my position.
Your pulling me now, there’s no turning back,
then over the edge do I fall.
My wings open up, I’m starting to fly,
all the fear led to nothing at all.
Those silhouettes in the frame are faded now,
nearly out of sight.
Only a mixture of greys today,
where once they were black and white.
The necklace you wore on your wedding day,
just a pile of pearls.
I remember it hung round your tiny neck,
catching in your curls.
I see your handwriting on paper,
but can’t hear a voice anymore.
Listening to your favourite opera,
while focussed on keeping score.
Your fading out of my life dear,
while I’m trying to hold on tight.
Please visit with a small reminder,
come into my dreams tonight.
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Daily Prompt – Faded
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The light of the day is fading,
cows are coming into rest.
Leaves on trees now withering,
Autumns done it’s best.
Music passes from a distant car,
dwindling into the night.
I watch it as it drives away,
then it’s finally out of sight.
My memories have faded now,
growing fainter by the day.
One day I suppose they’ll vanish,
simply by melting away.
My hair has lost its colour now,
my eyesights getting dim.
There’s roundness to my body,
where I used to be so slim.
The skin on my face is looser,
hands once strong are weak.
Not many an afternoon now,
where I won’t be found asleep.
Time has come to just fade away,
leave this world to the young.
I think of you, our memories,
back to where our love begun.
You are still so clear in my mind,
I still dream of you each night.
Each moment we spent together,
every one such a delight.
Pondering on these thoughts of you,
I can really feel you near.
My heart makes a little flutter,
as you are so very dear.
Now I see you walking up the steps,
you’re holding out your hand.
I know you’ve come to escort me,
to those eternal summer lands.
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Response to The Daily Prompt – Faded
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