Sorrowfull Moon

                                           Sorrowful Moon

                                      She sits on the edge of the precipice

                                                  Looking up at the moon

                                           She imagines what will happen

                                                  If he doesn’t return soon

                                           Her thoughts are lonely this night

                                In her heart of hearts, holding him tight

                                           Feeling the distance between them

                                       Not knowing what will be,

                                     Will she forever be looking back and thinking,

                                        What could have been?

                                      The moon even seems shadowed tonight

                                                 As she sits there on the edge

                                     Wanting to cry out,  to feel what she must

                                          She hears a sound in the distance,

                                             The sound of a beckoning call

                                        Leaning her ear in the direction of it all

                                    She feels a lurching in her gut

                                      Feeling and sensing it is done

                                       For all the endless battles have been fought

                            No victory has been won

                          She feels his death attained

                                    Her heart sinks deeper, weakening under the strian,

                      Holding steadfast,

                    ... her breath catches

                                     Standing up she nears the never ending edge,

                          her fate that dark eve

                           Holding in her hand,

                                is her is the list she wished for,

                                   with trembling fingers she lets go,

                            A wind picks it up,

                                 catching her thoughts and fears

                            Written in the still

                                Looking up and seeing,

                                the moonbeams catch,

                        before her eyes

                                           Lifting her hand slightly she lets loose her fear

                                The wind blowing the breath,

                                she held back into her lungs

                               She knows that he is gone now

                                    Tears escape down her cheeks

                                    I will never forget you, my beloved

                                  Written on the moon,

                                       are shadows that have been left

                                          For my fallen soldier and all the ones that are left

                                  Written by:

                                Paula G. Rockwell

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Today

Today I have decided that I will continue to be a good person, follow what God wants me to do. Die to the flesh...easy to say , not so easy to do.

What if you were told you were going blind, would you choose to believe it, would others believe you as your eyes began to fail? Well Guess what, that is what I was told recently, I don't believe it, and choose to continue to see. You think the power of positive thinking will work for this. What is ironic is that I care for someone who is blind... weird right?  I would love to continue to use glasses to see, I can't believe I complained about it. Someday I may not need them, but for another reason other than seeing very well. I am grateful for my sight now and pray the doctor is wrong in this. She said the Crohns Disease is affecting my eyes too.
Today I choose life for my eyes...hopefully that will be enough.