Poetry Wednesday

I did a “30 poems in 30 days” group a while ago and it reminded me how much I enjoy poetry. Since then, I have never gotten back to writing poems daily but do write them when the mood strikes. Here are some of the poems from the last few months. I was going to post another Poetry Sunday but decided that Poetry Wednesday was just as good.  I hope you enjoy!

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Who You Are to Me

You are that safe place
That allows me to be myself
Even when I’m not sure who I am
You are that voice of reason
When my internal voice
Is not being kind

You are the life raft of hope
When I feel defeated
And unable to stay afloat
You are that person that sees me
When I feel that no one would notice
If it wasn’t here

You are the mirror that shows me
That you have insecurities too
And they are not so different than mine
You are the holder of the truth
That no matter how strong I look to everyone else
I’m still not stronger than my own self-doubt

And you are the whisper in the night
that reminds me to see past
the fear of who I am
to the possibility of who I will become

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I look back
Over my life
The time with you
And the time before you
And know
That I could do it alone
If I had to
I could face
The days ahead
If I needed to
Neither of us
Would wither away
And die
Without the other
And maybe that’s
Why
It means so much
That we choose
To be together
Because
Even though I know
I could do it without you
I also know
I wouldn’t want to
And you make me know
That you
wouldn’t want to
Either.

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What would I see
If I saw me through your eyes?
Would I see to my core
Or my outward disguise?
Would I see someone true?
Someone that I’d want to be?
Would I see something different
Than the way I see me?
What thoughts fill your head
When your eyes look my way?
I see love in your eyes
And in the words that you say
I wish for a moment
I could see what you do
And that you could see yourself
In the way I see you

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A little boy – so hard to breathe
I watched you struggle
Each labored breath
Each chest retraction
Each attack at night
With a rapid trip
To the ER
And here we are again
I look around
And remember the trips
The fear I felt
As the asthma took hold
You’re breathing now
But still as sick
No longer a little boy
But my heart still wants
To remove the struggle
A mother’s love
Never ending
Always faithful
That just by our presence
We can calm the fear
And take away the pain
And our heart breaks
When the realization hits
That our powers have limits
And sometimes
We can only sit by
And let you know
We are here.