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Sherry Harvey Brown Poem
Life unfolds like a winding road,
with hills that rise unexpectedly,
where shadows stretch long across the path,
and storms gather, heavy with unspoken words.
We stumble through moments—
the weight of doubt, persistent as rain,
each drop a question that lingers,
Are we enough? Will we find our way?
Dreams sometimes slip through fingers,
like sand in an hourglass,
the ticking reminding us,
time is both friend and foe.
Yet amidst the chaos,
there's beauty in the struggle,
resilience grows like wildflowers
in cracked pavement—
colorful defiance against the gray.
With each challenge, we learn to rise,
to weave our scars into stories,
to find strength in vulnerability,
and hope in the spaces between.
Life is a canvas of trials
painted with brushstrokes of courage,
each challenge a stepping stone,
leading us closer to who we are meant to be.
Copyright © Sherry Harvey Brown | Year Posted 2025
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Sherry Harvey Brown Poem
**F**oundations built on love,
**A**lways there through joy and pain,
**M**emories shared, laughter echoes,
**I**n every challenge, support remains,
**L**ifelong bonds that never wane,
**Y**earning hearts, together they sustain.
Copyright © Sherry Harvey Brown | Year Posted 2025
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Sherry Harvey Brown Poem
a desert, devoid of fruition
barren, from years of neglect
praying for rain.
Then you washed over me, and I bloomed
Stifled and gasping for affection
wanton for connection, but never satisfied
drowning in desire.
You breathed into me, and I gasped devotion.
Lost, foraging for meaning, for purpose
a foreigner to love's labors
begging for solace.
Your star appeared, to nurture me home.
Now I am a mystery-even to myself
an enigma-filled mirror,
reflecting on who l was.
Copyright © Sherry Harvey Brown | Year Posted 2025
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Sherry Harvey Brown Poem
I’m paper sack brown,
and I’m still put down.
The knowledge unexposed,
the faith in my soul.
The voice, strictly bold.
The vibes I send,
It’s all inside of the skin I’m in.
You look, you see-
But please believe,
there’s definitely, definitely more to me.
Reach in, visualize…
Even close your eyes.
Feel with the sound,
as you’re mesmerized.
Now you see me, now you don’t.
Open your other eyes,
or I’m sure you won’t.
Seek to inquire the belly of mind.
The allurement you seek,
so much more you’ll find.
The truth you see is deep within,
It’s all inside of the skin I’m in.
Copyright © Sherry Harvey Brown | Year Posted 2025
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Sherry Harvey Brown Poem
a desert, devoid of fruition
barren, from years of neglect
praying for rain.
Then you washed over me, and I bloomed
Stifled and gasping for affection
wanton for connection, but never satisfied
drowning in desire.
You breathed into me, and I gasped devotion.
Lost, foraging for meaning, for purpose
a foreigner to love's labors
begging for solace.
Your star appeared, to nurture me home.
Now I am a mystery-even to myself
an enigma-filled mirror,
reflecting on who l was.
Copyright © Sherry Harvey Brown | Year Posted 2025
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