by Kate Demeree
Memories will fade one day
Along with the hurt, cold anger, and pain
Grey skies always clear
After the pouring rain
The sun will shine
I will don a smile
Lace again my dancing shoes
Walk an extra mile
Birds return in the spring
Perhaps then so will I
With inner peace and contentment
Stretch again the wings
It's my turn
Posted on 01/10/2004
Copyright © 2021 Kate Demeree
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Lori Johnson on 01/10/04 at 08:43 PM|
Me & you both, honey. Me & you both.
|Posted by Maureen Glaude on 01/10/04 at 09:44 PM|
and trust me, gal, you'll fly! excellent
|Posted by Ken Harnisch on 01/12/04 at 02:54 PM|
May you always find the wind beneath your wings, Kate
|Posted by JD Clay on 01/14/04 at 05:32 AM|
And soar you shall, Kate. This is a tremendous free-spirited piece, and carries the essence of Mariah.
|Posted by David R Spellman on 01/14/04 at 01:47 PM|
Yes, you will surely soar high as you have before. Here's wishing it to be soon and for long... [;0)~
|Posted by Ashok Sharda on 01/14/04 at 02:22 PM|
The sun is bound to smile and I am sure you are sure to don a smile. No moods are permanant Kate. And moods too are interrelated like any events. Its easy to face what is with this approach. Yes, its your turn to fly. Fly, Kate, Fly. Attain invisible heights.
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/15/04 at 12:38 PM|
every turn is your turn to fly and you never need a reason or a season but you ope your heart and sigh.
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 01/21/04 at 05:21 AM|
With this poem you fly Kate.....Charlie