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Jennifer Donnay Poem
The trees are awaken by the soft blowing spring breeze, they are stretching their branches out as to welcome us back, the birds gently land as they start to serenade them with their beautiful songs.
The Spring Breeze blows gently as we step walk in natures bliss, we too are stretching our arms to take a deep cleansing breath, we have been hibernating deep in our cocoons that kept us warm and snug, now we must unfold ourselves and let our beauty be seen, as like a butterfly we too must take flight.
The ducks, seagulls, fly overhead, sharing their stories as we listen to them squawk, flying in unison in a flying V. Wherever are their journey has taken them, only they know.
The Spring Breeze blows harder this time, I know this is my sign, that summer is coming, and the clear blue skies will paint its own tapestry for us to enjoy, all together again, in Minnesota style with smiles, laughter, and natures special way.
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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Jennifer Donnay Poem
Monarch butterfly, how majestic, how iconic,
Monarch butterfly, how beautiful are your wings of yellow and black,
You fly through the air with strength and ease,
Yet without a guide, only your inner GPS, to guide you along,
Monarch butterfly, we pray you are not without a home.
Monarch butterfly, we are all in awe of you,
Your gentle wings have touched our souls,
The will to keep going to your flowers for nectar,
We are here waiting for you to return to us,
We love seeing your soft spoken breeze, kiss our cheeks with your good luck.
Monarch butterfly, we are here waiting for your flight home,
We promise to plant milkweed, so that you can be fed,
We know when your come to see your special space,
That our loved ones gone before us, have come to say "I love you".
Majestic monarch butterfly, we will be here waiting for you to land,
Thank you for showing us your endless beauty.
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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Jennifer Donnay Poem
Summer is finally here, what a pleasant time, the calm sweet smell of the spring breeze, blowing through your hair, bringing you to a calm surreal place, everyone is enjoying themselves, taking in the scene.
Its finally time to enjoy yourself, to forget about work, stress, and just be yourself, everyone is swimming and splashing around in the lake, you too will be enjoying yourself in this wonderful place.
Its time to take the first step into the summer lake, you ease your paddle board down on the rocky beach, as you feel the cool water touch your skin, tiny fish and tapoles come to greet you, they've come to say hello..
Your at peace, your mind knows this is your sacred church, the ducks and seagulls are your congreation, only you and the water are one, with a clear blue sky to ease your worries away. No deadlines to meet, no students to talk to, just your mindfulness to concentrate on, is all that needs to be done.
The calm clear water glides under your board, as you are enjoying the surroundings around you, take a deep cleansing breath, this is your time, its been too long of a wait, let your stress and your burdens slowly take flight, you may be lucky and see a eagle fly above, that is Mother nature's sign that you are doing what you love.
No watch to look at, and no phone to answer, only the beauty of the lake and what a peaceful time being in the right now, whereever you go, there you are..
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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Jennifer Donnay Poem
Priceless gifts, priceless times with those you love,
What comes to mind when you think of those two phrases?
Is it spending time on cell phones, computer, I pad?
If it is, then that's too bad,
Because you are truly missing out on very precious times,
Hearing the birds sing, a eagle, a hawk soaring above,
Fresh cut grass smell, kids playing in the park, mom's pushing their loved ones in the swing,
Stopping to see a monarch butterfly flying by, landing on some milkweed plant, just to say hi. Spending precious spirtual time with our Savior Jesus for whom made you and all of the worlds beauty..
Precious gifts come on many shapes and forms, they aren't around too long, take time to play with your children, talk to them, No matter how old they are, they came from you, just because you cut the physical cord at birth, doesn't mean they aren't without your love, your arms around them, they still need your time, your shoulder to cry on.
Time is lost, love, teachings, nurturing, hugs are lost,
Those things don't cost a cent, yet they are forever heartfelt,
Tomorrow isn't promised to anyone, don't wait til another time is free, whatever is keeping you from connecting with your loved ones, it doesn't compare with making your child smile, laugh, giggle, love is forever, money is lost, love your children today, now, take that walk, hold that hand, they will fill your heart to the brim, and that is something that you will never lose, and much more meaningful than a wallet full of money will ever show off..
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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Jennifer Donnay Poem
Healing touch is a true gift,
Healing touch from a gentle soul,
Healing touch is one of a kind,
Helps nurture the hurt, heals the mind...
GENTLENESS IS FELT IN THE HEART...
SHOWEN IN THE EYES, GIVEN OUT FROM THE TEARS,
HEALS THE WOUNDED INNER CHILD, BRINGS A SMILE TO THE GENTLEST FACE..
The Unspoken words, are heard through GODS spirtual grace...
Quality, not quantity, is the key,
To listen, to help others, the gift of patience,
To support those who need it the most,
The best part of anyones life, is when you reach out,
With the healing touch... that kinders ones soul...
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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I try to reach out to anyone who will listen, who will take my beaten up, tired, hand,
All I get is a turned back, dirty old looks, a hurtful laugh, I can't hold my tears back.
All I get is self doubt, self hatred, and poor hatred for those who love me but I don't believe them.
All I keep hearing is, "everyone has their own lives, kids, jobs, to deal with, well you know what? So do I, one has autism for God sakes. All my life I have been alone, nobody cares I guess, oh well never mind I'm done.
I just want to ask one more question, do you mind?
Can I GO AWAY too? Because I'm done fighting, I've got Nothing Left!!
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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Gentle giant in the sky, as you wait for your guests to arrive, I will bed down on your forest floor, and listen to your beautiful sounds, I hear crickets, birds, snakes galore, all going about, looking for some nutritious eats, we all must nourish our souls with whatever nature provides.
It's spring here now, that only means one thing, the deer are running about, giving birth to their young, and finding out, only the strong will survive in this vast forest we have.
I can hear the gentle majestic creatures,they are flying high above our heads above, they are coming to bed on your special branches Oyami tree, aren't You happy now? They are beautiful beyond words, they land on my head, not a muscle I move, for I have been waiting forever for this to come about.
Dear strong Oyami tree, how I wish people knew, how truly special this moment is, to be surrounded by unimaginable beauty, wings of orange and black, a insect so small, yet so strong, they have chosen your strong branches to make as their safe home, I know they are safe from cold, heat and harm, Won't you join me in singing my song of praise? For the majestic monarch butterfly is again home to wish us peace, love, and to say we are finally one..
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Come together, walk as one, we are all here for one common bond,
Come together, walk as one, we are here to support, care for each other,
Its time we unite, speak out about depression, not be silent anymore.
Come together, walk as one,
We need to give suicide a voice once and for all,
We need to stop and truly listen, we need to hug more, judge less,
People are suffering enough, we are all here to love , laugh, have fun,
We need to share our stories, openly, freely, learn to unite as one.
SAVE OURSELVES, SAVE THOSE WHO ARE SILENT,
Its just as important as cancer, just as important as any other condition,
Suicide is real, depression, anxiety, are not bad words, but yet we cant talk enough,
We need to start NOW, give those you have lost a VOICE, help those who are afraid, ashamed,let them know that you LOVE, RESPECT, TRUST, them, before its too late.
COME TOGETHER, WALK AS ONE, HAND IN HAND, walk out of the DARKNESS, and INTO THE LIGHT!!
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Lay in bed, not a sound to hear, except your beating heart, don't think, don't do anything except be in the moment, you are surrounded by beauty, monarch butterflies kiss your cheek.
Be in this moment, only you and mother nature, be in her cathedral of pure bleak, she has called you here, because you are so dear, the warm Texas breeze blows your hair, close your eyes, she has a surprise.
Monarch butterflies are laying themselves on your soul, they are saying "we love you" as only they can, are you finally at peace? A loved one has come to say HI, time has come to say goodbye, but no tears you shed, instead you sit up and smile, you ate greeted with a beautiful sight. Millions of monarch butterflies fly in unison, to carry your burdens, your worries, away to mexico..
You are made whole now, Go forth and spread your love, walk in peace, and don't forget to look above...
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Jennifer Donnay Poem
My tree of strength, my beautiful solitude spot,
I come to you to rest, My tired body, my tears to shed,
My tree of solitude, may your strong branches give me shade,
My tree of solitude, you bring a smile upon my face, forever I will be grateful for your warmth, and grace.
My tree of solitude, I lay beneath you, as the winds gently blow, your gentle branches, singing me to a calming sleep, I lay beneath you to remember my beloved son, who loved nature with all his heart,
for now I know he is with me in the peaceful moment, thank you my sacred tree, until we meet again,
may you stand tall and strong, with your long branches, to keep my spot nice and warm.
Copyright © Jennifer Donnay | Year Posted 2015
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