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Susan Gwynne-Galfe Poem
a baby girl is born, innocent and free
hopes and dreams untarnished
can be what she dreams to be
doctor or a teacher? a mommy? yes I see!
a princess in a castle, what a site that'll be
taken on a horse, the handsome Prince and she
riding in the sunset to the magic land.
can you see the picture, as he holds your little hand
young, naive and dreaming, never known deceit
hang on to the fairytale, while your worlds complete
your Daddy's little princess, his special little girl
strong and bold before you he protects you from the world
so keep on hoping little girl, that your dreams come true
pixie dust and fairies, little princess just for you
innocence and sweetness, pureness all still there
blue eyes and beauty, with wavy long blond hair
promise that you never, never will forget
how warm and safe you feel, and never to regret
blankets wrapped around you, way up above your head
hopes and dreams are dancing, around your princess bed
little girl keep dreaming, all won't be so grand
along the way you loose, your handsome Prince's hand
fairy tales and castles, white horses far away
the magic land you dreamed of, was not supposed to stay
crumbled right before you, like wet and ice cold sands
between your little fingers, with shaking trembling hands
tears are flowing down, upon your precious face
you try working through it, in a lonely scary place
your self esteem is shattered, feeling like a fool
you never thought he'd turn his back, it ending cold and cruel
I thought I knew him very well, this handsome prince of mine
ended up a fairy tale, sad and so unkind
so sorry little girl, our hearts now in despair
all alone and cold, and no one left who cares
our souls are taken hostage somewhere far away
please dear god don't leave us, cant take another day
both together praying, please come and take our hand
so together we can go, to the promised land
we then walk hand in hand, along the white warm sand
now we're standing strong and tall, on our own two feet
steering down straight to hell, that ugly thing called deceit!
Copyright © Susan Gwynne-Galfe | Year Posted 2012
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Susan Gwynne-Galfe Poem
Hush little baby don't you cry
Momma's gonna sing you a lullaby
If your sad darlin' don't you fret
Mamma's gonna always catch you in her net
It doesn't matter how old you are
I promise that I'll never be gone too far
The choices you have made
Don't see them as a big mistake
A lot that has happened can be blame on me
I wasn't there as much as I could be
Fighting many demons of my own
While at time's feelin' so alone
Your now a momma, 2 angels of your own
Babies are a blessin' as we all know
Now all grown you can understand
We do the best that we possibly can
The "know how" manual wasn't given to me
It's like takin' a dive in the ice cold sea
The best reward you get at the end
Is havin' your daughter as a grown up friend
I've seen you grow right before my eyes
It wasn't always easy that I can't deny
But life isn't easy as we both know
Just gives us more room for growth
On those days where nothin' goes as planned
Together we can do this I'll always extend my hand
Prayin' with tears though your long teen years
God was I afraid to loose the one I love so dear!
Hush little baby Dont you cry
Momma's gonna sing you a lullaby
If your sad darlin' Dont you fret
Mamma's gonna always catch you in her net
It doesn't matter how old you are
Promise mommas never gonna be too far!
By~ your Momma, I love you X!
Copyright © Susan Gwynne-Galfe | Year Posted 2013
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Ever see such a sight?
my garden of Eden
so precious she be
the joy it brings
as the rays reflect brightly
like rainbows towards eternity
there it is, has caught my eye
my garden of Eden I say with pride
cool, clear and wet crystals fed
while thankfully smiles, up goes the head
as she perks straight to the sky
what a beautiful sight oh my!
circling sounds of buzzing
from one end to another amuses my ear
beautiful music it plays
my garden of Eden's alive
it brings joy in sad hearts
happiness while it's being played
my garden of Eden soon sleeps
the cycle of things after the reaps
so crisp and chilled under the stars
remembering the rainbow that danced in-front of my eyes
tears not shed she didn't die
So very much alive!
sleeping calmly until season of change
damp reflections, sun upon a rainbow
will rise from the familiar carpet
an undeniable beauty from below
shines all over my garden of Eden.
Sparkle, colors and beauty survives indeed!
oh listen close! the rumbling of the ground
as the earth moves the carpet of colors in motion
in trance are they, as one by one the space is filled
with completed pallets of color she stands perked up straight
look at the beauty while they sway, mother nature is proud
the colors gleaming like a parade of rainbows side by side
Copyright © Susan Gwynne-Galfe | Year Posted 2015
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