December 1978
Take the day
stand in the light
Learn to pray
and close your eyes tight.
Rock gently
to the rhythym of your soul,
Never mind,
Let your insanities flow.
Reaching hands
crying eyes,
No one understands
we all live lies.
About Me
- Rhoda
- This is the last years of my life. I started journaling when I was 8 years old but almost all of them are lost of destroyed. I still love pen and paper!! But doubt anyone would ever even look at a handwritten journal these days . I'm leaving this for grandchildren who might someday want to know who Grandma Rhoda was.
1 comment:
I enjoyed this simple, meaningful poem.
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