Remembering is healing….By MwsR

I appreciate the food, the things I was given
I want to think you for the love that you did give.
Some memories were good, I will always remember.
I won’t forget the good food we had at dinner.
All the time I lived with you was not bad or terrible or sad
There were moments throughout it I was especially glad.
I loved the smell of your pillowcases or gowns,
The ones I would dress up in and prance around.
I loved the color you let me pick out for my room
And you’re sending me to a good school that taught the golden rule.
It was good to live near a creek where I often played
And brought home all those bags of clay.
I enjoyed the swing set you bought for me
I thought of it as a castle, among other things.
I enjoyed going to church and being with friends
If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have been.
I remember playing with your hair and acting like a beautician
Rubbing your back and feeling important.
I wish things had not changed as I grew older,
Between us…but it did.
I long for the peaceful times I had as a kid.
It was not all bad but it changed
I wish somehow things had not been so deranged.
So for all the joy, the part I had
I want to say Thank you, and for the bad.
It made me different, gave me a new perspective
A new outlook, and helped me to save my heart and keep it from being defective.
Sometimes things just don’t work out the way we want. Sometimes we have to escape things that on our heart will haunt.
I heal by writing, by loving my children.
I heal by moving on and keeping on believing.
I choose hope over defeat.
I want to walk instead of feeling beat
Sometimes we have to love people from afar,
I just wish it had not been us, because it reminds me of a scar.

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I am thankful that I escaped

That I left and had the courage that it would take

I am thankful that my heart started to smile

Despite all at that time in my life was senile

I am thankful that I did not fall apart

While trying to separate my heart.

I am thankful that life can be grand

Despite all the hurt that can follow a man.

I am so thankful my love never dried up

That I could forgive and such.

I am most thankful that my life started again

Regardless of all that I went through back then.

I am thankful like a deer that escapes the hunter’s bow

Like a cold frost that can destroy things and then knows when to let go.

I am much thankful for new beginnings

And  for being able to hear the songs that birds are singing.

From start to finish, onward I must go

Always striving to see thanksgiving in all I live to know.

MwsR  ❤