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Thinking I Was Happy

I danced,
Made happy chatter
And
Like a bird on wing
Nestling her young
I sang a light hearted melody
Thinking I was happy...
Now I am as silent as the dark of night
My feet are molded in clay.
I close my windows to the chirping
Of foolish birds
Cold reality
Stole my heart's song!

Cynthia

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L.Ruby Meyer Date: 9/7/2012 1:10:00 AM Cynthia, I am not the type to comment if I don't feel I have something to say, but with this piece, I can say that these words of your thoughts and feelings have been my thoughts and feelings in certain moments of my life, and I am moved deeply by the ability only a true poet posses to relate to anothers heart and mind. Thank you x Peace Ruby Login to Reply Cynthia Alvez Date: 9/7/2012 5:35:00 AM Ruby, Thank you so much for your comment...what a time it was then. Years later I wrote "The Awakening", posted here. My mother would say to me "Things that hurt instruct". Peace and Love! Cynthia

Doris Culverhouse Date: 9/6/2012 4:34:00 PM Oh no...sounds sad and serious! sing with mary poppins and maybe you can get your heart song back?? Login to Reply Cynthia Alvez Date: 9/7/2012 5:38:00 AM Thank you Doris, good advice...It happens, I love to sing. Thank you for commenting. Cynthia

Sara Kendrick Date: 9/6/2012 4:20:00 PM Life issues us some hard blows sometimes..This was very expressive and emotive work..Enjoyed reading this eve..Thanks for stopping by..Sara Login to Reply Cynthia Alvez Date: 9/7/2012 5:42:00 AM Sara, Thank you for your comment. Somewhere along the way I remembered, "There would be another sunrise!"...There always is! Cynthia