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Elsie Lawes Poem
Stolen Shadows from the night,
That have the Power to cast a light.
Powerful as they may be –
Everything cannot be easy.
This Darkness could be all consuming,
But you shouldn’t go around assuming
That Darkness is all Evil –
Even though it could be Lethal.
Darkness has a bright Shine,
Use this as a Guideline
Life consumed in all black has so much to offer –
Is the creature lurking really a Monster?
Or simply just your Mind
Being fearfully inclined?
Making up Monsters in your head –
Maybe talk to the Beast instead?
What could it say
About how it cannot Live in the Day?
How the Darkness is its Home
But that it is free to roam -
Untethered to the world around it –
Full of Wonder and Wit.
The Darkness helps it grow;
It’s Safer than you know.
Place of Shadows and Black –
Giving it the Freedom the day can lack...
Copyright © Elsie Lawes | Year Posted 2025
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Elsie Lawes Poem
'You'll grow', I long to say
'And no one cares how much you weigh'
But I cant tell you how I feel -
I know, I grew to be a buzz kill.
You're already carrying too much;
Mine would hurt to the touch,
Stay sweet and she wont get worse,
Believe me - it's not a curse.
You'll learn soon that life's not fair,
No matter how much you care
And it could all be taken in an instant -
Even if you feel indifferent.
I'll warn you for the future,
I'm sorry - I wasn't kind to you as a teenager
But I'm trying more now
Even if me and dad still row.
See, there, I made you smile -
I know you haven't seen that in a while.
I make sure now, that smile obeys
I wish for you that this wasnt a phase.
But the sadness sticks around,
Lingering in the background -
Don't be upset, please, its not your fault.
Even when it burns like salt.
Copyright © Elsie Lawes | Year Posted 2026
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Elsie Lawes Poem
If you’re cooking
I will do the dishes
If it’s the last thing I do
Because you’ll fight me
Kick me out of my own kitchen
Giggling like kids again
I’ll do the dishes
If you cook for me
I’ll curl up in my corner with a book
While you’re on shift
And smile when you come back
And you will – come back
To me
And my kitchen
Stick on that one song
'Bout the young kids in love
From way back when
The times when we laughed
Cried-bickered-danced-cared
The point in life when we decided
You’ll be the one cooking
And I’d go get my degree
You’d go off to be a hero
And I’d wait in the chair you built me
That rocks just a touch
Enough to swing a tad
A smile cracks as you stare at the sight
I turn the page
You still there staring
I feel your gaze
But I let you stand there
Knowing eventually you’ll turn
Towards the kitchen
Just to yell
“What you want for dinner?”
“What I want is to do the damn dishes tonight"
Copyright © Elsie Lawes | Year Posted 2026
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Elsie Lawes Poem
Death is a Lie -
One does not simply die,
Like doves, their Soul is left to fly -
Don't be upset; Do not cry,
One day you'll have to say Goodbye.
Wherever I am, you'll be nearby,
Quietly watching like a butterfly -
I'll see you soar high into the sky
And know there's no need for a lullaby.
Copyright © Elsie Lawes | Year Posted 2026
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