A Letter To Me by Me

Feeling sorry for myself

Sitting staring out of the window today, feeling sorry for myself while Gordon lays in bed and is soon to go to work, I suddenly realised that my life isn't so bad after all.

The poem was written off cuff as I try to explain my feelings. Some of it rhymes but it isn't intentional. I just allowed my thoughts to appear on the page. I hope my tears are taken for what they are, good thoughts of a season full of changes.

White Christmas

The view of Strangford Lough from the back of our house, Christmas 2010
The view of Strangford Lough from the back of our house, Christmas 2010 | Source

My biggest acheivement in life. What I am all about.

My precious son Craig and the lovely Rebecca.
My precious son Craig and the lovely Rebecca. | Source

An inspiration, Mother's red rose

My mother adored red roses
My mother adored red roses | Source

One simple memory

My first horse, Rowan and I
My first horse, Rowan and I | Source

Memories of youth

Beauty never goes but it fades. Memory of a loving relationship with my son.
Beauty never goes but it fades. Memory of a loving relationship with my son. | Source

My first stallion, my friend

The kindest stallion I have ever met, and the hardest loss of an animal I will ever face.
The kindest stallion I have ever met, and the hardest loss of an animal I will ever face. | Source

The precious feeling of love.

Never my father, but always my dad.
Never my father, but always my dad. | Source

My brightest star

My reason for getting up in the morning
My reason for getting up in the morning | Source

Precious gifts with whom I share my life

Rosie claims her own sofa
Rosie claims her own sofa | Source

You write to your memory.

Dear Net,

Why do you sit and peer out of your window, sitting all alone?

are you hurting or thinking about getting a life?

You gaze upon the countryside near home

Yet never falter in your convictions to strive

for all the little things so precious in life.

Your memoires, sometimes far from friends,

visions of loneliness just seems never ends,

and yet truth be known, you are not unhappy at all.

Beyond the window pane is a colourful life

So full of joy, so full of pain, but with a majesty all of its own.

The birds are sitting chatting in the leafless branches,

taking shelter from the winter chill,

that if no coal on the fire at home

would certainly make you ill.

The evergreens with boughs of silver and white

shiver in the wild, windy dark night.

The robin with his chest of burnished red

sits on the window sill to wait

for the breadcrumbs from the toasted bread

that keeps him warm and comfortingly fed.

The dogs are curled up upon your feet

such love and warmth they readily great.

A tender stroke or a kind word

at least for them you are always heard.

Seasons come and seasons change

Santa Claus will be stoking his range

to keep Rudolph warm and rested on straw

for his time is almost here to brave the snow storm.

Children’s faces glow with delight

when they go to sleep on Christmas night

Turkey dinner on the table, loving families whilst they are able

to share the magic known as Christmas.

For you, life is still a bitter pill

and yet again I have to say

that you are not alone this way.

Secrets from friends long ago

will stay and work their magic in the snow

Mothers and fathers never forgotten,

Influence our life and Christmas stockings.

Be it an apple or a pear

their legacy you did share.

And now the time has come for you

to make decisions and not to be blue

For God in heaven above, beyond all else, sends you his love.

Don’t sit and stare through the window still,

get up and walk to share the good will

Reach out to people that you hold so dear

and find out just how they celebrate, this year

At your heart the door is always open wide

even when the devil steps inside.

Don’t dwell on a heart all forlorn

for next year is coming with gifts galore.

The future is bright for most of us,

but when you sip your mulled wine this year

remember the homeless who this season dread

lets not forget the starving too

as we sip and enjoy the view

of steaming turkey and brussel sprouts.

These people have nothing to share

all they can do is sit and stare.

Another precious moment to treasure

J.P claims the bed with Gordon lol
J.P claims the bed with Gordon lol | Source

Life continues to change

Who I am now, happy in my own skin.
Who I am now, happy in my own skin. | Source

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Rosemay50 4 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

I missed this because I was absent for a week or so.

I was sad reading this and yet the peace came shining through. We all sit a stare through our windows, real or imaginery, and reflect on the past. Memories, some good, some sad.

You see the beauty that surrounds you and you pass that one to all your friends with love in your heart.

I am thankful for all my blessings and thankful too to have such wonderful friends as you.

May joy fill your heart this Christmas


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b. Malin 4 years ago

Your words Bluestar are always so Expressive, and so from deep within your Heart...They form a Beautiful Poem, Thank you for sharing these thoughts as only you can.


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mckbirdbks 4 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

You are surrounded by those you love and those you have loved are in your heart. It takes wisdom to realize you have a spot in the universe filled by your heart. You demonstrate here once again what a fine heart you carry.


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nina64 4 years ago from chicago, Illinois

What a wonderful hub!!!!!!! I love the pictures, especially of your little one with those big, beautiful eyes. Keep up the good work.


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tarajeyaram 4 years ago from Wonderland

Wow! It is beautiful. It is so great to write things down to remind ourselves of all good things in life. We have so much to be thankful for. You hub is very nice. Thank you for sharing your writing and the photos. You have a wonderful family.


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

femme, my good friend. You are always just on the button with your comments. You guessed I was having a kick up the butt day. When I look out of my window over the beautiful countryside that surrounds me, how can I stay down for long? People are in trouble and pain all over the world. If being alone was there only problem, we would have a world full of suicides. Much love, Net :)


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Ahh Mar, how can I still remain down when I have you at the helm of my ship. We live in some terrible times at the moment. My woes are snowflakes in comparison. Thank you for your lovely vote. Much love, Net :) xx


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

My dear Ruby, there is so much to be grateful for in our own little worlds, that it is wrong to dwell on sour thoughts for too long. Out in the world is where the real heart ache is. Life is so cruel. Net:) xx


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Hi Martie, such a lovely truthful comment. So much of our lives are lost to tears and unhappiness. Much of our own making if we don't think about circumstances first. My door is never closed to old and new friends alike, especially you hunnie, who are my inspiration. xx


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Movie master, good morning my friend. Sometimes the feeling of self pity is all too hard to get over. I can sometimes succumb, which I do not enjoy. So sitting looking out of my window always cheers me up. I am blessed with some of the most beautiful countryside on my doorstep. Even at times of writers block, I can usually find inspiration. Net:)


femmeflashpoint 4 years ago

Irish - you look SPECTACULAR on a horse!!!

And, I couldn't help grinning really big to see your little man's blonde peach fuzz sprouting on his head in the photo. Too cute!

And the poem ... there's little point in letting the mully-grubs move in. You know your friends won't allow it. :)

You're adored far and wide, and I love that you wrote this little note to yourself to remind you of it, lol!

I'm also loving that you bothered to share it with the rest of us.

You're a fighter girlfriend. Sinking low and staying there is simply not you're nature. It couldn't be. You shine way to bright to be eclipsed by the negative.

Merriest of Christmases from across the pond!

femme


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marcoujor 4 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

A letter to ME, that becomes a letter to US, dear Net.

You have a magical way of keeping a beautiful perspective, reminding us all of the important things in this world to be grateful for, beginning with wonderful friends like you. Voted UP & AB-- so heartfelt, mar.


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

I've never put my thoughts on paper while looking out of the window. It's a great idea. I enjoyed yours. We have much to be thankful for. So many are without all over the world. Thank you Annette for sharing thoughts and pictures..Cheers my friend.


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MartieCoetser 4 years ago from South Africa

Sometimes, Annette, we’ve got to sit and stare out of the window and contemplate our own thoughts and desires. This is the only way we can realize deep in our hearts how fortunate we are. And then it is so much easier to go out and make others happy.

Take care and carpe diem.


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Movie Master 4 years ago from United Kingdom

Hello Annette, Sometimes it just feels right to be alone with one's thoughts, just to think them through...

Thank you for writing your thoughts and sharing them with us, what a privilege to read.

My best wishes MM


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Hunnie you know me well. I have a lot of decisions to make and even when I started to write this piece, it was pulling me in all directions lol. Thinking of you hunnie. xx


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Cardisa 4 years ago from Jamaica

Hi Annette.

I am so delighted to read this poem. I guess you really wanted to get thoughts compassionate thoughts on paper. I can see your Christmas spirit shining through.

Have a blessed Christmas.


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Apostle Jack, thank you kind sir for sharing my hub this morning. You are welcome to my little space in hub land.


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

Joyce, how are you my dear friend? Thank you for stopping by and leaving your encouraging comments. xx


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Apostle Jack 4 years ago from Atlanta Ga

You did it well.But sometimes i feel like a nut....and sometimes i don't.


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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

Wonderfully felt poem and so well written. Vote up and awesome my friend.


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thebluestar 4 years ago from Northern Ireland Author

My dearest friend Sunnie, I often tend to forget what is important in life, while at the same time trying to put right all the wrong in the world. It is easy to get bogged down for all the wrong reasons, when yet, we look through our windows onto the happiness of just being alive.

Thank you for your support as always hunnie. xx


Sunnie Day 4 years ago

My Dear Friend,

SO happy you wrote all these beautiful thoughts down and shared them with us. I too have to remind myself of all the blessings around me..The joy that comes is nestled deep within our hearts..we just have to awaken it sometimes. I loved all your pictures and perfect reminders of a beautiful life.

Love,

Sunnie

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