Wendy Evans

Wendy Evans

About Wendy Evans

I work as part of the industrialization and development team for a global luxury brand. I love nature and feel connected to the world around me. I am the kind of person who sees miracles everywhere in a, sometimes unforgiving, world. I believe that happiness is a state of mind that everyone can achieve, given the right mind-set. I have a kind heart and believe the more you give the more you become yourself. My positivity allows me to see beauty in the smallest of things. I am not a materialistic person I would rather spend time walking bare foot on the grass than having a designer handbag. I believe that the richest people are those who live in a home with love in it.
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    Poems by Wendy Evans

  • The Prisoner

    Sometimes life becomes hard to bear. I imagine most of us have been in that situation at some stage throughout their life time. This poem tells the story of a girl who finds the world around her tainted, she is a gentle soul, she wishes for a better place and in not finding it creates her own reality.

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    in Poems about Life Struggles

    Here I reside inside my head where devil and demons fear to tread.
    I don't want to see the flaws in humanity, the greed and selfishness that test my sanity.

    In my mind there is a safe place I have created myself, away from the ugliness of war and those with ambition for wealth.

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  • My Angel

    • Published: May 9, 2023

    in Spiritual Poems about Death

    There is this special place in Heaven that one day I will see.
    It was built by an Angel, and she made it just for me.

    She filled this place with happy thoughts, chapters of a life that have now passed,


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  • A Wonderful Yesterday

    • Published: June 11, 2022

    in Environment Poems

    Mother Earth, she weeps, but her tears are all in vain.
    Men who seek profit and power will never feel guilt or shame.

    What is happening to our world? Wake up and see what we have done.


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  • Mommy Will Sing A Lullaby

    • Published: April 2018

    in Family Poems for Kids

    All tucked up and snug in bed
    as angels stand guard above your head,
    Mommy will kiss away your fears.
    She'll stroke your hair and dry your tears.


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    • Rating 4.25

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