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Gratitude

Birthdays come but once a year
A day we celebrate, a day to cheer
We all know the day we're born and our age
For birthdays bring us joy or change of stage

The day I celebrated my fourty-ninth year
On the other side of the world fear
Horror for a young girl named Heather
Who was swimming in ocean waters from boat tethered

Swimming around the ocean deep 
Working up an appetitate for something to eat
Was a great white shark fourteen feet, whopper
Jaws powerful enough to bite through copper

At home I thought I had turned fifty
I figured this year would be very nifty
My father who was in his nineties
Reminded me that I was only fourty-ninty

In a land way down yonder
A girl named Heather was pulled under
Great white figured she was good meat
Nice and tender a very tasty treat

A girl named Heather was saved
That very day lived to be one to praise
People who worked to keep her alive
She praised God who lives in hearts and on high

Sara lived many years
Saw her grandsons through tears
She was the strength and glue
Who saw her family's problems through

Just in recent years in a land down under
A fourteen foot great white shark did blunder
Caught in a fisherman's net
He'll probably live this mistake regret

No, the fisherman cuts the lines
Frees his catch and shark from bind
Now the shark he named Cindy
Follows him around even when windy

Follows him everywhere he goes
Let's him pet her on her nose
Rub her belly and dorsal fin
She even grunts and tries to grin

Which of these do you think is the most grateful
Heather who is now disable
The shark who was spared his life
Or Sara the mother, grandmother, and wife


(The story about Heather is true. The shark circled and bit her right leg.  Then circled and 
grabbed her left leg.  The people on the boat were hitting the shark and try to pull her into 
the boat and the shark took her whole left leg off.  She was only attended by a nurse who 
was on the boat and radioed a doctor on shore as to what to do.  She was 20 hours away 
from the nearest doctor.  She was lifeflighted to a hospital in California where she had to 
have multiple surgeries and now has an artificial leg.     The story about the shark caught in 
a fisherman's net was really not true.  The grandmother here was a true story.)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/5/2009 11:39:00 PM
Excellent narrative Sara,especially liked the inner poem of v7 .Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments.
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Date: 11/5/2009 6:47:00 PM
This was a neat story Sara, I was captivated from the very start, even though as you said some parts were not true. Good fill in on the parts that were needed to juice up the story. Sincerely, Love Moses
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Date: 11/5/2009 2:12:00 PM
No one is too blame in an incident like this, but we do enter their habitat at our risk. Yes, you do feel sorry for the girl, but the shark is working on instinct. Why we go out in boat to hunt them beats me, and i am glad this great white survived. Kool poem Sara >> James
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Date: 11/5/2009 8:22:00 AM
Hmm I was wondering if a shark would develop any emotional attachments to what it usually considers food...alas, no such luck for our friend Jaws. In my mind gratitude is shared equally by everyone as long as they're certain what they're grateful for. I could never say you should be more grateful than Heather, we each have our own set of horrors to contend with in life. In the end gratitude is the only thing that gets us through it all in one piece. I think Heather would agree with me...
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Date: 11/4/2009 4:20:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your awesome poetry this morning Sara. Wishing you a week filled with love and inspiration. A poem flowed onto paper yesterday for me hope you will enjoy reading it. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/3/2009 9:32:00 AM
what a very horrible experience for anyone to pass through. Nice work putting it to words.
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Date: 11/3/2009 7:52:00 AM
What an amazing story, Sara! I'm so glad Heather lived through this frightening ordeal. I really enjoyed the flow and style of this write. Narrative poems are often my favorites. Excellent writing. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 11/3/2009 5:24:00 AM
Very interesting,sad but touching poem!Thank you for liking my poem..!
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