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Carrie Sweet Poem
With my furry, white companion, Luna by my side,
We venture forth in Colorado's wide-open stride.
My dog's tail wags, a joyous sight,
As we embark on our hike, under the sky's bright light.
The crisp mountain air invigorates,
As we navigate the trails with a steady gait,
Amidst Colorado's natural beauty all around,
With each step we take, a new wonder is to be found.
We explore the wild, my dog and I,
In Colorado's rugged terrain, beneath the endless sky.
Her bark echoed through valleys and hills,
A symphony that the wilderness fills.
The wild terrain, we explore with glee,
My dog's wagging tail is pure harmony.
Nature's splendor, a feast for the eyes,
As we journey under the endless skies.
Copyright © Carrie Sweet | Year Posted 2023
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Carrie Sweet Poem
My heart feels fragile, my mind a raging storm,
The winds of doubt and fear, buffet me, and I am formed.
But in this darkness, I find strength, a glimmer, a light,
A beacon in the tempest, that helps me take flight.
I have been tested, and I have been torn,
I have risen from the ashes, like a phoenix, reborn.
But the storm within still rages, it's like a beast that's unleashed,
And my heart feels like it'll break from the burden it's possessed.
But I won't give up, I won't give in,
I'll face that storm with courage that won't bend.
For I know that I'm strong, and I can't be torn,
I'll rise above the storm, and soar like a phoenix born.
Even in the darkest hour,
I'll find the light within, that helps me remember,
That the storm will pass, it can't last,
And the phoenix in my heart will rise again.
It's in the face of adversity, that we discover our true selves,
It's in the darkest night, that we find the strength we didn't know we possessed. So let the storm rage on, I won't back down,
For I am a warrior, my spirit can't be drowned.
With every storm, I've grown stronger still,
For I know that in the end, I will rise and triumph I will.
For I am a phoenix, with a heart that's true,
And in the storm, I'll find the strength I need to see me through.
Copyright © Carrie Sweet | Year Posted 2023
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Carrie Sweet Poem
Looking back, I cherish the memories,
Of the firehouse and my fellow colleagues.
The camaraderie, the shared experience,
The bonds we formed, will always make sense.
I found purpose in serving others,
In moments of strife, I discovered my true colors.
Selflessness, bravery, and dedication,
Are the hallmarks of our noble vocation.
So here's to our firefighters, the brave and true,
Who risk their lives, to protect me and you.
May their courage and strength, never waver,
For they are the heroes, who we must savor.
Copyright © Carrie Sweet | Year Posted 2023
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The sound of metal scraping on asphalt, echoed through the frosty morning air, as the trailer slid and skidded, leaving chaos and destruction there.
The semi-truck came hurtling fast, its trailer swerving, out of control, I felt the impact as it struck my car, a moment that shook my very soul.
My mind was racing, filled with fear, as I fought to keep control, the truck careening all around,a scene that was beyond my goal.
The trailer flipped, in slow motion it seemed, a moment is frozen in time, my heart was pounding, my breath was short, as I braced for what I feared was my last climb.
Though I walked away, the injuries were real, more than just a few bruises to reveal, my back was sprained, my pelvic bone cracked my life was forever changed, my future attacked.
Copyright © Carrie Sweet | Year Posted 2023
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