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Theresa Gamblin Poem
I’m holding on tight
were on the back roads going fast
we taken the curves great!
Copyright © Theresa Gamblin | Year Posted 2021
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Theresa Gamblin Poem
The study of the flower’s colors in the light.
While offering the feeling of delight.
Their nothing more satisfying to witness.
Then the goodness of all things.
Just imagine all the petals dancing.
How it’s meant to happen?
It’s so hard to stop glancing at each movement.
The light makes them very entrancing.
How magnificent they are expanding their petals.
Embrace the enchantment of moment while dancing.
When the sun from the planet blooms opens the flowers.
The perfume of the flower’s consumes the air.
It makes you feel as if were watching a cartoon.
As this is gift that shouldn’t be taken for granted.
Copyright © Theresa Gamblin | Year Posted 2023
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Theresa Gamblin Poem
I just inherited an old creaky and rustic mansion.
It looks as if it’s “from the house of the dead”.
As I step in the house I felt creepy and freaky!
I see my hair rise on my arm feeling immobilized.
All of a sudden it brings a cold chill over my body.
I move through the bedrooms, until I heard an echo shrill.
I start to notice I felt ill; there something feeling as if it’s taken over my body.
A dark deep clouded mist start to over whelming me and take form.
It’s beginning to transform to mirror image of my grandfather.
I need to confirm on what happening! Or can it be real.
My heart bloods pounding, so fast I can hardly breathe.
Why! Is this happening to me spouting to myself?
Ghost is prowling because it has unfinished business?
I realized it's me? He never got to say goodbye to me.
Thinking how can I apologize! I know your here to tell me goodbye.
All of sudden he starts to materialize, and see an arm wave back goodbye.
In a surprise I felt a relief come over me and seeing him with my own eyes.
I knew that he is in a much better place to lie in peace for eternity.
Copyright © Theresa Gamblin | Year Posted 2021
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Theresa Gamblin Poem
What make us so special?
What could be our purpose?
On the surface we‘ re all different.
We seem innocent until taught other wise.
Forgot God made us all special.
He made a world of beauty in us.
It’s our duty too let it shine.
Sometimes everything’s, like a movie.
Moving Quickly! Flashing truly among us.
I found as much love or cruelty.
We are blinded with superficial drive.
I know underneath; we are the vision
of the divine that prevail.
Copyright © Theresa Gamblin | Year Posted 2021
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