Winter has stripped the trees naked
But some trees do still have leaves
They don't yield to December pressure
Their resilience rekindles my memories
I remember the days i lived in Somalia
When amid flying bullets I wrote poetry
Eagle of Hope,
I am sorry & scared for your memoriy
how frightening
yet the beauty you also see despite the bullets
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie L. McColley
1. Congratulations for posting the 1000th title on authorsden. This is a fine achievement worth emulating! Congratulations again.
2. Thank you for emaining a voice for the voiceless even in the harshest conditions of all. Please keep writing. Your poems are a source of reliable information for many of us. Keep educating us.
Jamie was a healthy, active 12-year old who loved to skate and played hockey as well as any boy. Then one afternoon during a game, she suffered a stroke that changed her world. Her memoir takes the reader through her ordeal and her journey out of the
She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
I am sorry & scared for your memoriy
how frightening
yet the beauty you also see despite the bullets
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie L. McColley
Be safe,
Karen
Regis
2. Thank you for emaining a voice for the voiceless even in the harshest conditions of all. Please keep writing. Your poems are a source of reliable information for many of us. Keep educating us.
Thank you brother Abdinoor
And you can still write poetry. Don't let that pen stop!! Hope you and your family are safe--
(((HUGS))), prayer and love, Karla.
Walt
When amid flying bullets I wrote poetry
We remember your poems, and I hope many will.