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The Flowers That I Carry
Deep in every fiber of my being lays tragedy;
Hopes and dreams to never be,
Lost and withered without a choice
Passions stripped away,
In the blink of an eye
Life turned upside down,
Left in feelings turned inside out
A lifetime of loss to bare,
Created perfectly in a wake of disaster,
The gift that keeps giving
These are the flowers that I carry
Ones of tragedy though courage,
It has built upon my soul
I wear them as my armor,
Against the fear of my future
I use them as an anchor,
As I wade the deep sea of fear
Keeping myself grounded in peace,
A strong woman have I become
As I face life bravely in the eye,
Without a choice or say
Going forward in strength and resilience,
A calm that tragedy can so forth create
As I exist with daily reminders,
A perfectly imperfect creation I've become
As these are the flowers that I carry
Hopes and dreams to never be,
Lost and withered without a choice
Passions stripped away,
In the blink of an eye
Life turned upside down,
Left in feelings turned inside out
A lifetime of loss to bare,
Created perfectly in a wake of disaster,
The gift that keeps giving
These are the flowers that I carry
Ones of tragedy though courage,
It has built upon my soul
I wear them as my armor,
Against the fear of my future
I use them as an anchor,
As I wade the deep sea of fear
Keeping myself grounded in peace,
A strong woman have I become
As I face life bravely in the eye,
Without a choice or say
Going forward in strength and resilience,
A calm that tragedy can so forth create
As I exist with daily reminders,
A perfectly imperfect creation I've become
As these are the flowers that I carry
Published 16th Jul 2018
| Edited 7th Feb 2019
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16th Jul 2018 11:04pm
Anonymous
16th Jul 2018 11:11pm
Truly life is filled with burdens that often become unbearable: "As I face life bravely in the eye,
Without a choice or say". No one but the one who bares the "Cross" of life, truly knows the meaning of pain. No one can tell another: "Get over it. Don't be foolish! Man Up! etc." because no one has walked in another person's shoes. And your finale says it all: "As I exist with daily reminders, A perfectly imperfect creation I've become As these are the flowers that I carry !" Beautiful writing! Excrellently put! It should be framed in gold for sempeternal memory! Thank you for saying it so perfectly. These words too, are going on my wall, as a reminder of true meaning of our journey on this earth. Love and Light to You. J.
Without a choice or say". No one but the one who bares the "Cross" of life, truly knows the meaning of pain. No one can tell another: "Get over it. Don't be foolish! Man Up! etc." because no one has walked in another person's shoes. And your finale says it all: "As I exist with daily reminders, A perfectly imperfect creation I've become As these are the flowers that I carry !" Beautiful writing! Excrellently put! It should be framed in gold for sempeternal memory! Thank you for saying it so perfectly. These words too, are going on my wall, as a reminder of true meaning of our journey on this earth. Love and Light to You. J.
17th Jul 2018 00:10am
I'm am always so touched and humbled by your comments and I treasure them dearly. You are a deep soul as I am with a lifetime of tragedy yourself and in that we can most definitely relate. I'm grateful to know souls like yours exist in this cruel world that has been unkind to us!
Anonymous
17th Jul 2018 1:32am
Thank you. Your words are a balm for my heart. You bring a happy note to a dark soul. Thank you. Keep your head high. You are second to no one. Hugs to you. J.
23rd May 2019 4:50am
"A lifetime of loss to bare"
Hits the heart. Glad i stumbled across this beauty.
Hits the heart. Glad i stumbled across this beauty.
27th May 2019 10:47pm
Thank you graciously. I'd forgotten about it until I found out someone had submitted it way back when for a comp. I figured J did it behind my back;) So I edited it in a better font once I had another peek....
