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Today was difficult and I really am unsure why….Even when your mind knows what must be done…sometimes the heart fails to read the mind.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Come Morning

I feel enormous in brevity knowing that I have the surety of hope.

Yet still there are times when in the dark silence I fail to cope.

Never have so many emotions and confusion chaffed sore against my soul.

I can only humbly pray that this gentle heart someday again be whole.

Oh of the nights for they are the worst, for that is when the world does sleep.

And all I can do is on my bended knee…pray the Lord my soul to keep.

Yet then comes morning and the soft and gentle whisper of the beautiful dawn.

And I smile once more as a small silver butterfly gives me hope in that of this life I belong.

Oh yes…come morning and the whisperings of dawn.

J. Allen Wilson © 1/15/2008

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Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on January 30, 2009

Stunning! This poem speaks of the same feelings my last two poems did..."Restless" & "Trying to be Whole"
Funny how different feelings can make each of us feel the same way...
Cryssa

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

I KNOW ABOUT THOSE LONG LONELY NITES AND DON'T LIKE THEM EITHER.
i JUST HAD A BAD DAY THE OTHER mONDAY, BUT SOMEHOW FRIENDS CAME TRHOUGH TO ME AND EVENED IT OUT AND i GOT POSITVE AGAIN.
i KNOW YOU HAVE MANY FRIENDS TO LEAN ON AND DON'T HESITATE TO DO THAT.i DO LOVE THAT BUTTERFLY TOO AND BUTTERFLYS ARE CHEERFUL TO AS YOU SAID AND DO SOMETHING FOR US TOO. sORRY YOU ARE STILL MISSING HER, BUT IT TAKES A LONG LONG TIME FOR TRUE LOVE LIKE WE HAD IN OUR DIFFERENT MARRIAGES TO EVEN FADE AWAY. mAY YOU GET PEACE EVENTUALLY, EVEN IN THOSE LONG NITES AND BAD DAYS.

Reviewed by Louisa Dobbins

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

I'm Still here with you.

Reviewed by Carin Spirit

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

Gentle Heart rest on butterfly wings, they know how to be free. May your darkness turn to light. Warmth and Love to you on this day and more. Carin' Spirit

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

I can only humbly pray that this gentle heart someday again be whole.

We hope and pray with you, my friend.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

Thank God for that morning, Allen. And thank God for another day. He will see you through, if you'll let Him - I guarantee it! The butterfly is a sign of hope. Beautiful write and image.

(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla.

Reviewed by Connie Faust

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

Very beautiful, emotional writing as usual, Allen. God is with you, behind you, beside, before you. The Lord is your shepherd and He'll see you through. A butterfly,the symbol of renewed life. Precious.

Love, Connie

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

You will have those days, Allen, and that's okay. That's just part of the grieving process. I have them myself. Please know you're in my prayers/thoughts, and continue to lean on the Lord and on others; we care about you and love you very much! Well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

-I have the surety of hope.- wonderful attitude, it helps carries us along when it seems so hopeless, prayers continue

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

There will be days like that, Al, its part of "the process", but we gotta keep movin' on & I know you are strong enough, even though you aren't sure, to keep going...God bless, Ed

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on January 15, 2009

Lovely...like the flight of the butterfly.

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