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Ginger Jar Aspirations

Ginger Jar Aspirations The day we are born into this world We are endowed with gifts and talents That lay dormant during our young years Growing catching glimpses of peaking light Silhouettes and reflections of each gift Begin to emerge with subtle reflections Of what is yet to mature inside each soul A designer’s talented wheel capable of creating These things reveal themselves with a great ease Simplicity of flow that moves from within, beats! Every child aspires to be great and attest to that fact Yet in the chaos of growth our gifts suffer and fall away Why? What seemed so simple and conquering was ridiculed Made to seem unworthy or boring to the young minds adoration Next we try to do what we cannot comprehend or capture mentally Reason being, It is not what we were given at birth to bring into the world That would better the minds and hearts of humanity We succumbed to what the world wanted us to be Think back upon your heart as a child what was the one Aspiration that flowed, Leg-go’s; then be a builder Art be an artist, Doctors heal, Nurses comfort Lawyers defend, Judges rule by facts,, Writers pour you Onto the page, Singers sing, Mothers nurture, Fathers provide Never think your talents are menial, what is created in private Our Father will exalt before humankind Whether in our time or a hundred years from now What we write about will exalt every walk of life With a reverent pulse beating for future generations Be who you are Carole Cookie Arnold

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Date: 7/27/2015 12:50:00 PM
Carole, I enjoyed reading your poem today. I hope you are well. Forever ~SKAT~
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Carole Cookie Arnold
Date: 10/4/2015 5:37:00 PM
Hi Skat I am doing as good as this body will allow. Thank You for reading and blessings on all you put your hand to. Love Cookie

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