Poetry

I knew

Things were different when life seemed to pass me by.

When my memories of days seemed so foggy.

Yesterday seem like a lifetime ago and things I did, I can not recall.

Maybe it wasn’t important to remember it all or maybe my brain is to full of the past to be able to focus on the present.

And take note of the things changing now and how much the walls in my life are coming up more.

I’m well guarded and yet it doesn’t stop my heart from caring behind the glass it’s locked in.

It beats on and brightly as if nothing could harm it and even if it did it would forgive.

It’s the one thing in my life that doesn’t change for my heart is pure and caring and maybe it’s full of loving people and things and one dog.

But it knows it always has room for more, if only more would take a chance on it.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Photo101, Poetry

Views through Glass!

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a little bit of rain on the window
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too much rain on the window
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reflection of my camera, while taking a picture of the tree’s.
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screen in window while taking a picture of my backyard trees.

 

 

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sunset through the trees.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I see you through the walls you put up to keep them out.

I want you to know that no matter how many walls you

put up I will break them all down.

I know you seem to think being on your own will always be your way

to live without feeling disappointed but I know the truth.

You will smile again, and you will bring down all those walls.

Because living behind the glass is nice sometimes but there is so

much more outside those windows you avoid.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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