Posted in Poetry

A Noble Dear Real Entity

Love can be a very layered gift

Without which we feel bereft

We should receive it from each relative

Which they should want to freely give


But when they don’t the pain is deep

Every moment from then can seep

Doubt, making us question our value

From a life well lived we withdrew


We have a picture of who we are

Through a pain diversified, traveling far

Every relationship is questioned

Learning a harsh unnecessary lesson


You may not have those who should

Instead you have those that would

Love you as you truly deserve

Without judgement or reserve






I was 46 years old when I begun this blog, female and married with a house full of cats (7). My past is littered with the impact of events that happened when I was a teen. Two loves of my life have been nursing and studying. I just completed my Master of Arts: Media Studies endorsement. My blog will be about the things I think about, that might be better served being written rather than squirreled away in my mind festering. It is the meanderings of my mind as I seek to define myself and my world.

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