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Savannah Reed Poem
Of all the things in my heart,
The one I treasure the most is Liberty.
Now my liberty
Isn’t the kind
That is in the government.
Liberty is the name of my retriever.
She is the sweetest thing,
I love her so much
And I would do anything for her.
I can always tell
That she loves me back
By her smile.
Every time I come home,
She is there waiting outside my car door
Waiting for me to step out
And rub her belly.
She makes little noises
That make my heart swell.
Copyright © Savannah Reed | Year Posted 2020
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Savannah Reed Poem
The sounds of a new-born baby crying for the first time,
Can bring joy to a brand-new mother,
Can bring a smile to her sweaty, tired face,
Knowing that she has delivered a blessing from God.
She is reminded of the moment she first looked down
At the little device sitting on her bathroom counter
With the two red lines shining through
Letting her know the excitable future.
But what if I told you
Instead of feeling joy and happiness
At the sight of the positive test
She felt dread, sorrow, sadness, and despair.
The soon to be mother would make a decision,
One that would determine her future,
The future of the baby growing inside her,
And the man who had helped that child come to be.
Without a good family to give her the advice she needed,
The woman had lost all hope she was desperate.
Her despair led to the relinquishing of another innocent soul,
Being lifted to the heavens, for God to hold.
For all the innocent, little lives
lost to a monster that ravages hopeless women
making them believe it is okay to end
the unborn life of a human being.
For all the would-be mothers
Who had felt like there was no other way
That they could not raise a child
In this wretched world, by themselves.
For all the would-have-been fathers
Who never got to see the baby
They would have helped raise
Never getting to see their sweet face.
I wish with all my heart
That this world could see what has happened,
I wish that we could see the death and suffering
That is being normalized all around us in our modern society.
The outright murder,
The ending of the unborn human life,
Should have never been normalized
Should have never been given consideration.
For all the angel babies
That now sits with God in his vast lap
With enough room to hold them all,
I am so sorry.
4/7/2021
Mrs. Donna Moody
Chimera
Copyright © Savannah Reed | Year Posted 2021
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Savannah Reed Poem
When you ask me what I can’t live without,
Of all the things I need,
The one thing I can’t imagine my life without
Is Music, yes indeed.
I like all sorts of music, never just one.
But sometimes even those I consider fun,
They can be a bit overdone.
Loud, quiet, fast or slow,
Rap, classical, and even rock ‘n roll.
My life, if I had no music, would be rather boring.
No fun, no movement, just constant mourning
For something that I didn’t even know I needed,
When everyone else leaves it unheeded.
Most music makes me bubbly, energetic, and happy.
And other kinds make me melancholic and sappy.
Sometimes at night, when the starry sky is clear,
I play music, even when it brings me to tears.
Copyright © Savannah Reed | Year Posted 2020
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