Waiting for the Happy Ending

Once upon a time, while I was at your knee

Raptly intent on the tales revealed to me

Saw the ice queen's mind meet the holy see

Waiting for the happy ending to set me free

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Pious faced duplicity enters with a key

Black and white said a nun you'd rather be

Losing my religion in a desperate fight to flee

Waiting for the happy ending to set me free

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Your book holds the story of a softened devotee

Answers you've sought escape the Joshua tree

Hands hold a rosary and a place as resignee

You await the final ending in faith to set you free

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Guilt grips me tight while mea culpa cops a plea

No prayer for forgiveness, agree to disagree

Seasons find meaning as colors change degree

And in the end, we find, it's love that sets us free

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Shadows play with light changing the decree

Me, as the nurturer, you cast as childlike she

Peace in the storm of what we can't foresee

And in the end, we find, it's love that sets us free

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xstatic 4 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

Wishing you well on that quest! Good writing.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Your comment makes me smile as I see you understand. With age, I understand and accept that we are all different. I no longer feel the anxiety of youth in proving myself or conforming to anyone's ideal. Nor should anyone else. With love, sometimes, the best we can do, especially where family is concerned, is agree to disagree...and let it be. Thank you, xstatic.


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drbj 4 years ago from south Florida

Wouldn't it be wonderful, Amy, if we were born as infants with all this profound knowledge that takes almost a lifetime to learn. Yes, it IS love that sets us free. Brava on expressing that profundity with such outstanding poetic insight.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

If only life were perfect...lol...not to be. Thank you, dear drbj, for your insightful, delightful support. Hugs to you


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

We all struggle with religion, i know i do. I can remember sitting at my Grandmother's knee, listening to bible stories. I have found in my adult life that we find our own way through trial and error. Religion is just a word to me. It's the heart that God loves. A church is just a building. The heart is the sanctuary. Hugs my friend..


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

That is exactly the way I feel, too, Ruby. My mom, despite objecting to some of the rules in the Catholic church, at heart, subscribes to the old school ways of holier than thou authority. She often told me the story of how she really wanted to be a nun. When I was young, I felt some guilt, but as I grew up and realized she made a choice, I got over it. Since I'm the first to say I'm no saint, I admit I harbored some resentment at her demeanor as the martyr. We all bear responsibility for our own decisions. I wondered what she wanted me to say other than what I thought, which was "well, then you should have." Of course, I didn't. As I matured, it became clear to me that we all carry baggage. I let go of what I can't change. I think about it, but find it odd/funny in a sad way. To this day, my mother has tremendous difficulty knowing what she wants. Some days she says she'd like for me to move in with her. Other days, she says she can't stand living in her home and wants to sell it and move into a retirement home. I know her. She won't move, but she doesn't really want me there. I'll do my best, but, as usual, I'm left between a rock and a hard place. I have to remind myself that if I don't take care of me, I can't take care of anyone else. I must do what I have to.

Thank you for your beautiful thoughts, Ruby. They help me sort through what's really important. Hugs to you, my friend.


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The Frog Prince 4 years ago from Arlington, TX

As I read your work I sense your growth. Good for you.

The Frog


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you for your beautiful words, Frog Prince.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Just wonderful Amy. Love the last line And in the end, we find, it's love that sets us free. Great video.


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you, Gypsy. I hadn't seen the video for a long time. It felt right. I appreciate your words of encouragement, my friend.


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annart 4 years ago from SW England

It's good to read more of your poetry, Amy. You have great insight into what makes the world go round and you are obviously very observant. I can identify with your words 'if I don't take care of me, I can't take care of anyone else' - I had to care for my mum and she wasn't happy whatever I tried, though she'd been a great mum before circumstances and the loss of my father caused a great depression. Keep writing your great verse! Voted up and beautiful. Ann


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Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Ann, how kind and compassionate you are. When my father passed almost 10-years ago, my mother lost her will. As a result of her bypass surgery one-year ago, she now has dementia. She is very sweet and patient, except with herself. It is very frustrating for her. I will continue to do my utmost best for her.

Thank you for your kind words, Ann.

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