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When We Drew Lines

The line in the sand which we drew in my bed, do you recall how we drew them, the things that we said?  Was it just hot air to keep my balloon afloat, rambling and kidding before grabbing your coat and dropping an anchor to try sink my boat before disembarking?

The line, those words, full of promise and hope anchored me in a storm, my heart crashing on the rocks of harsh disappointment, trapped and abandoned.  Oh but for my resilient, stubborn soul, which refuses to be tied down and stay in the harbour waiting for another voyage to abound.  I am as tall and proud as The Royal Clipper and on every strength i will raise my sails and use the storm to draw new lines which you can see where it dragged that anchor back out to sea, i am free, no longer your nonentity, i am woman and deserve more you see.

Good luck on your journey, watch out for the storms, always look for the lighthouse, it has saved me.

Copyright © Jacqueline Ohara | Year Posted 2018



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Maria

I have lost someone who cannot be replaced,
My daughter so beautiful, her face, her grace.
How I miss her; I search the corners of my mind,
I seek glimpses of memories, hoping to find
She's still there, and I feel to wallow
And never stop search, she left a gap so hollow.

I can only hold tight to the memories dear,
When her warmth I want to feel, hold near.
It has to be enough if I'm going to survive
Each day without her while I'm still alive.
One day at a time is my only way.
For me to be strong, oh to see her one day.

Copyright © Jacqueline Ohara | Year Posted 2018

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I Miss You

My yesterdays fade to grey,
My tomorrow's future's blue.
My darling, since you've gone away
I can only dream of you.

Your face, your voice, your hair so soft.
Memories draw me close, I want to touch.
My darling, since you've gone away
I've missed you, so much.

In your footsteps I can only trace.
In my dreams I love to see your face.
My darling, I wish you hadn't gone.
It's always going be too much, too long.

I miss you.

Copyright © Jacqueline Ohara | Year Posted 2018


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