Don't Resist


Some things don't make sense and we may never understand
Then emotions are held behind a fence
with beauty across this gifted land
There are questions, concerns that exist
No ridding of them as we try
Through it all, beauty stays so don't resist
Every one of us has the freedom of choice
It is the precedence for days ahead
Any day, you can awaken to rejoice
Jump, dance, play and live where evil fled!

Heidi Sands

3/5/26

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Etgen-Baker Avatar
March 6, 2026 at 10:21 PM
loved the promise in the last 2 lines :-)
Sands Avatar
March 7, 2026 at 6:15 AM
Thank you so much :)
Sheehan Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 9:23 PM
Beautiful rhyme. It has nice rhythm and flow. Nice imagery.
Sands Avatar
March 6, 2026 at 6:33 AM
Thank you Frank. I appreciate your input :)
De Beaulieu Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 3:36 PM
Hello Heidi, Yes any day i awake i can t=rejoice. Hugs. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
March 6, 2026 at 10:52 AM
Hello Heidi, i agree with you Heidi. Yes I can. Hugs. /Darlene/
Sands Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 3:41 PM
Yes you can. Thank you Darlene. Hugs :)
Goldsmith Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 12:15 PM
What a powerful write you have here. Great last line. Oh yes, evil go far away. Hugs... Have a very blessed day writing away............
Sands Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 1:49 PM
Thank you very much. Blessings and hugs :)
La France Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 8:35 AM
Heidi, wonderful poem, I have learnt that tomorrow is not promised, so I live in the present moment, well done ~
Sands Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 1:49 PM
Thank you Constance :)
Sands Avatar
March 5, 2026 at 7:43 AM
Submitted 3/5/26
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