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A poem of reflection

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Let go… by Lynne Beckley

At the end of this beautiful day

I bow to mother nature 

Using both hands 

I scoop up water from the ocean 

As the offering trickles through my fingers 

I wish that I could so easily let go 

Of all that imprisons me 





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I received this poem on email but the author is unknown.  Full credit to whom ever it was, for delivering such mastery. A poem of excellence and rememberance. Please share.


The soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

‘Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you ?
Have you always turned the other cheek ?
To My Church have you been true?’

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
‘No, Lord, I guess I ain’t.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can’t always be a saint.

I’ve had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I’ve been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn’t mine to keep…
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I’ve wept unmanly tears.

I know I don’t deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.

If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
It needn’t be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don’t, I’ll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

‘Step forward now, you soldier,
You’ve borne your burdens well..
Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
You’ve done your time in Hell.’

Author Unknown~

It’s the Military, not the reporter who has given us the freedom of the
Press. It’s the Military, not the poet who has given us the freedom of
speech. It’s the Military, not the politicians that ensures our right
to Life, Liberty , and the pursuit of Happiness. It’s the Military,
that salutes the flag, that serves beneath it, who’s coffins are draped
by it.

If you care to offer the smallest token of recognition and
appreciation for the Military, please – pass this on! And pray for our
men and women who have served and are currently serving our country and
pray for those who have given the ultimate sacrifice for freedom.

Gift of light

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I am at the end of the rainbow

I am the sunshine after the rain

I am blessed and visited by angels
I am given proof they guide me
In all manner of beautiful ways
JS King
Written from the heart
A poem from my soul


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In life as in after, infinate love.

 In tribute to my family

We are one…

One unit

We link to the new lives around us

We stand firm together in heart and memory

LOVE has no barriers when hearts beat as one

Eternity is ours when love is infinate and undending


Even though you’re gone…

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When I say how much I miss you and the tears begin to fall
Do you ever see me? Do you think of me at all ?
The memories you made in life for me are written on my wall
And though you were my “little sis”, in my eyes you’re ten feet tall.
Zena, the days are hard and long, since you went away.
I think of you so often and I miss you every day.
Will I ever see you again? One day of that I’m sure
Your spirit always shone on earth and still does to this day
So I will always talk to you

A L Maguire

A poem for Chloe

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by Kim Webster, Ipswich

You were my friend but then you were gone, glad to say you are back where you belong

I am sorry for the things I did wrong but I promise you this that old me has gone

I will be here for you now for good and forever because we have a friendship no one can tether and it’s always fun when we are together

We have so many memories it’s hard to choose

My fave would have to be when we tried to do news or going on You Tube to see Elmo’s blues

Although it was sad for you in the hospital I am glad to say they were great times for me And day I stayed round yours and we thought we were lads

Or going to the beach we were so glad

It may have been a tough life for you but knowing you has been a adventure this much is true

I hope this poem will bring a smile to you as this is a poem just for you

Chloe Kendall you are so smart and so brave what would I do without you

You are funny and talented and pretty to which is a few reasons why I like you

So thank you my friend for all you have given me my only wish is please don’t forget me

So as I have said thank you to you and this is a poem just for you


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I saw an Angel yesterday, who came to comfort me
Before this heavenly vision came, three fairies did I see???
They danced above my windows, soared on high, shining as they flew.
And when they kept on coming, it was then I guess I knew.
Counting numbers one by one, the total came to three.
A very special number, one, two, three.
So yes, it hailed a visit, and an Angel came to me.
Ann Maguire
May 2011


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Dedication for Mouse

She is my ‘little mouse’, ‘cos she was tiny from the start
Strong and brave and beautiful, she lives within my heart
Sending texts and messages, she knows when I’m in trouble
She does a special thing for me, we call ‘our Dharma bubble’
My life would be a sadder place, my mind and heart agree
If I didn’t have my ‘little Mouse’, she means the world to me

Ann Lavinia Louise Roberts
May 2011

The Gift

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The Gift
By Paul, Shoeburyness

When the darkness that engulfed me
could get no deeper
When the loneliness that consumed me
was at its worst
When the cloud that covered me
seemed at its darkest
And life was obscured by a thick
and impenetrable mist

I was handed a gift..

The gift cost nothing
yet it’s value is priceless
It can’t be seen
yet it lights the day
It can’t be heard and yet
music surrounds me
and it can’t be felt
yet it holds me tight and keeps me safe

I will always treasure it and keep it safe, for it brought me life

That gift you gave to me, the gift of your love

Mother’s Day

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Mother’s Day

by JS King, Suffolk

Mothers Day

I remember I painted your picture once

With a bright pink face and blue dress

and you said you loved it

I remember you made my costume for the school play

It was glittery and had a net skirt

and you said I was very good

I remember we went to see the Osmond’s together

We went by train to London

and you said you wouldn’t have missed it for the world

I remember how you’ve held my babies in your arms

Both big and small … and how you’ve helped look after them

and you said, you don’t mind one little bit

and I remember, I may not always say thank you’s and I love you’s

but don’t you ever, ever, forget

On this mother’s day, HAPPY MOTHERS DAYS

I send my love

A life lost. A tragedy for those she leaves behind. But happy memories do

live on and her sweet natured spirit is within us all.