ANGELIC YET STRONG

ANGELIC YET STRONG

So soft are her wings

That heaven has given her

She glides with grace and elegance

Her role as our earthly angel is to bring peace and love

To guide us, steer us, from all that is dangerous

She whispers to us when we are asleep

Shows us such wondrous dreams

Of lovers on the rivers streams

But her strength is in knowing

The strength of the lion

Who we can rely on

To give us the gift of strength, courage and bravery

With each passing day

The will to be what we can be

A heart full of love and pride

She is always by our side

A candle in the darkness to show our way

A very, very heartwarming glow

That shows her unconditional devotion

The softest and gentlest hand

Stroking away our fears and tears

Music to our ears

A comfort to know, but not always understanding why

That she is silently, quietly

Very close by

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

19^th July 2013

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BUTTERFLY WINGS

BUTTERFLY WINGS

That soars with the wind

Light as the breeze

Gentle and soft

Their colours so beautiful

Beautiful as everything that lives and breathes

The softest blues, oh what a hue!

Red like a regal king or queen

Yellow the colour of the sun, just like the day has begun

Green so fresh, fresh as the daisy and the grass on the ground

Purple, mauve, lavender, lilac

The colours of the midnight sky so high

Swirling, twisting and turning

Like ribbons of colour

Damsels flying everywhere

Flowers in their hair

Their tresses so beautifully coloured

Flowers scattered all around

This is as wonderful as the butterfly

Loves all that is flowery

Colourful, beautiful

Butterfly wings

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

18^th July 2013

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Fairy Tale Dream

FAIRY TALE DREAM

Where nothing seems real

The land beyond our realms

Where it is snowing and full of glee

Nothing stops anyone being happy

Whilst I slumber and wonder

Of an age gone by

Horses and carriages thundering

Everyone wrapped so warmly

Their winter dresses oh such wondrous tresses

Children building snowmen

Charcoal eyes, carrot noses, and there he poses

The twinkling stars way up high in the sky

The half-moon shining its silvery light so bright

The snow-flakes gently, softly, falling the ground

Never making a sound

Oh such a dream this can be

In a land of make believe

Where you can escape to this wondrous landscape

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

17^th July 2013

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I Call The Shots !!

I CALL THE SHOTS

I call the shots so listen up!

No just shut up!

I won’t be brought down

I won’t be frowned upon

You maybe some hotshot

In your own little world

But listen up!

You will not drag me down

You will not hang up or hang me down

And treat me like a clown

Your inflated ego and idiom’s go

That definitely needs to go

The charm, which does harm

Right now you have met your match!

We are supposed to be one!

But it just seems you are the only one!

In this game of male versus female

Instead of all equals which should be done

The power struggle of mind and body

With no care or exceptions

So just shut up, and listen up

I won’t take this any longer

You make exceptions or I walk the walk

With no talking

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

15^th July 2013

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Who Am I?

WHO AM I?

Am I just your pearly queen?

Never to be seen

Never to be heard

A toy

Just to play around with

When you please

Pick me up

Throw me down

Toss me around

Like I am a fool

Like you don’t care

Treating me like

Your prisoner

Chained to these pearls

Choking

Suffocating

The beauty

Right out of my soul

Why did I let it happen?

You told me

So, so, so

Many times

I was your beauty

Your queen

You everything

I hate you

I hate you

Why did I fall for you?

Your charm

That irresistible appeal

So surreal

Now you have to go 

Everything feels like its

So, so dark

I need to escape

These chains 

Before I go insane

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

17^th May 2012

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