I knew a way to guarantee my love
When I, first born, came here without a care
My family welcomed me as from above
I didn’t know what I was meant to share
Secure, I ate and slept, my needs were met.
I grew, assured the world revolved on me
And then at school became the teacher’s pet
Unconsciously believed I held the key.
As I grew older, this I knew was true
With love no guarantee or oath is sure
My heart was broken, bent and full of rue
I lost the love I thought had been so pure.
So whether friend or foe I do admit
You must give love before receiving it.
Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon.
Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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Thought provoking and loving. . .tganks again Darlene ⭕️❌
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