"forgiveness without change becomes permission"
This one line says so much. Congrats on a wonderfully, expressive poem.
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May you stay strong and keep going. Writing about it helps you and others too. Well done. Very best wishes, Ann.
Thank you John, I appreciate you taking the time to read it.
Hi, Zachary. I am really sorry for your loss, these a beautiful masterpiece. Thanks for sharing.
This poem left me with the feel good factor - a really positive vibe. It made me realize personally that I need to walk where the light falls differently, carrying less. Thank you for creating it. Very best wishes, Ann.
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I absolutely adore this poem, it has so many parallels between rescuing a dog and how I met my now fiancé at the dog park. We spent 8 months slowly getting to know each other via our dogs playing, eventually coming to the park more and more to secretly see each other, slowly developing feelings but afraid to do anything. Until one day when he finally asked for a date. I say all the time that rescuing my dog was the greatest decision I ever made because it led me to him
This poem reminds me of how mother approaches my body for a beating. Anything she finds worthwhile goes for my skin and the the memories of it hurt so much.
That phrase "Make it stop" belonged to my tongue at that time. It was forwarded to the winds and mother nature, but now I can only live with them in my mind. The pain only dwells in my heart with no chance for my tongue to express it.
Friends are actually real!
I remember wanting to go for a track and field event but lacked the courage to do so. My friend pushed me hard to it and would never rest until I was convinced enough to say, "okay, okay, I will be going for the track and field event. Now I am a 12 gold medal owner. she never forgets to rejoice my victories with me.
Abimbola,
What you described is what Jesus desires.
Not religion but Relationship.
A great poem and I absolutely love the last line. It reminds me of my poem 'Endless Summer', we obviously have similar memories. Very best wishes, Ann.
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