Poetry

Begin...
where my feet stand
I hope and dream
and wonder
Where...
shall I go far
reaching, seeing
discovering
Finding...
what I truly seek
love, goodness
peace and
Life...
full of joy and hope
doubt, fear, and griefs
fade - for
Faith...
to fill my soul
and love enough
to just
Believe...
I will not fall
each step a
new beginning
Free...
my light will shine
unsuppressed
and flowing
Reaching...
beyond myself
learning, ever growing
becoming
Me...

Lora L Robertson

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Wishes

In youthful days that once were mine
My eye would often gaze,
Up to the stars to seek a sign
Where twinkling wishes blaze.

Hoping perhaps my hearts request
Might find a way to be,
And grant me courage in my quest
For possibility.

For every wish within my heart
Could soon be realized,
If embolden, my soul would start
To build what it devised.

My young heart often sought such things
As treasure chests and gold,
Or to take flight on feathered wings
And never to grow old.

Now I yearn less for such glories
But still I do believe,
Happy ends aren't just for stories,
But really are to be.

Lora L Robertson

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Ah, Spring
I feel thee in the breeze,
On stems and branches in my trees.
I see the buds begin to burst,
With tiny leaves for sun they thirst.
I feel the warmth within the air,
Upon my cheeks and in my hair.
I hear the birds sing praises sweet
Of seeds and berries soon they'll eat.
I smell the mingling rain and earth
And, lo, it fills my heart with mirth;
To run with feet bare through the stream,
And feel green wake from frosty dreams.
'Tis winter's end you mark the start,
Ah, Spring, a gift to all thou art!

Lora L Robertson