Tim Ryerson Poet Verse

Seraphim

little girl who rose up
above poverty
above ignorance
above forced marriage

little girl who rose up
who grew up
who became a woman
who became my seraphim

my seraphim who looked down
my seraphim who descended
my seraphim who took pity
and married me…

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Debbie Guzzi August 7, 2013 at 7:00 PM Congrad's on your win. Light & Love

Cherie Thomas August 7, 2013 at 4:17 PM Hi Tim amazing great job...really enjoyed reading,,,,.congratulations:) xx cherie.....

Suzanne Delaney August 6, 2013 at 3:18 PM Congratulations Tim: There is a lot of love and pride here in a loving union. SuZ

Andrea Dietrich August 6, 2013 at 2:37 PM VERY glad to see this one on the list. Congrats on your well deserved win, my friend.

Donna Jones August 6, 2013 at 8:26 AM Hi Tim.....congratulations on you win...I enjoyed reading this touching poem again...this morning...have a great day

Audrey Haick August 5, 2013 at 9:09 PM Love this, Tim! Congratulations on a very fine win and deserving win! Always, Annalise

Skat A August 5, 2013 at 9:54 AM Tim, you are so so awesome Congratulations!!! ~SKAT~

Poet Destroyer A August 5, 2013 at 9:08 AM Tim, ... Congratulations in Richard's "Girl Rising." contest.... always *LINDA

Richard Lamoureux August 5, 2013 at 7:51 AM So few wors so impactful. I was pleased to see your name here Tim.

Eileen Manassian August 4, 2013 at 8:53 PM Tim.....who absolutely sweet and endearing. How wonderful to be so loved even when gone! I'm touched by this write. Hugs....BTW...Soup Mailed ya!

Laura Breidenthal August 2, 2013 at 4:30 PM WOw! What a very strong individual. A most powerful poem. Great one! Thanks for the visit :) Always, Laura

Andrea Dietrich August 2, 2013 at 12:56 AM gosh, she had a forced marriage in her past?? How awful! This was a great entry for the contest.

Barbara Gorelick August 1, 2013 at 4:59 PM So touching..My son asked my recently.." why is life so hard?' No answer, but poems like this one go along way to make it easier. BG

Donna Jones August 1, 2013 at 3:42 PM Written with much love and respect...already a winner

Mustapha Mohammed August 1, 2013 at 2:46 PM I liked how you penned this one Tim.There is no doubt that these emotions stem from deep within your heart.Good stuff!

Delysia Hendricks August 1, 2013 at 9:26 AM Awww, Tim. A poem for your Vicki written straight from the heart. Now you've gone and made me all misty-eyed. She'll rest peacefully knowing she was and is still loved. Beautiful, my friend. Licia :-)