My Life, A New Awakening.
Fifty four years I have lived in this lifetime,
but today the bubble has burst.
I see sunshine and raindrops, hear bird song and children laughing,
the wind in my hair, and the softness of grass underneath my feet.
My sight is clear, not covered in mist,
and my children are happy, not shrouded in shadows.
The past will remain in the past, and no more shall I weep,
or live my life in depression, or fear of recrimination.
Today realisation has dawned, and a bright light shines above me,
I have reached up my hands to feel the vision, although I am no angel,
and I want to be part of this life again.
I want to caress every minuet of every day,
and feel the love surge through my veins.
I want to walk on air, dance with the trees and turn my face upwards
to catch the snow drops before they hit the floor.
I want to hug my friends, love my man and share all that I am.
Wrinkles, what wrinkles, I do not worry now,
a weight has been lifted away from me, and somehow I smell fresh air,
not hidden with the depths of grief and stink of depression.
I drive an old bangor, but at least it goes,
I don't have a huge bank account, but at least I am not broke,
I don't have many friends, but I have good neighbours.
But most of all, I don't have the best of health, but I am alive.
I am alive and willing to seek changes, challenges, bring them on.
This little piece of prose is written for all the fellow hubber's who have supported me in so many ways. Novelty Reviews was so correct in his concepts of my writing, that he has opened my eyes to reality, and his courage to critique my work truthfully, has given me the encouragement to move on. THANK YOU.
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