That is how I'll remember you...

How I remember you...

I claim to be happy
I claim to be free
Yet I cry when I remember you and me
I was given your love before God gave me earth
I felt your love from the inside of the womb
That was then my world when God gave me you
You were outside on earth already pouring love in
I heard the depth of your love with your kind voice in my protected world
AH! My first breath of fresh air
Your first hug so warm and dear
Water gently cleansed my then tiny body
I still remember the brush strokes of the hair
I wish I could be taken there
Into your protective arms I will forever endure

I grew into a little flower so delicate and pure
You took my hand listened to me when I cried
Gave me your shoulder
The care you give it ran over until I was older
You teach right from wrong
I cry and still a shoulder to cry on
I hurt less than you but you still pick me up
Your pain not seen because you cared so much

You become ill and you fight through
As a poisonous tumor now runs through you
So strong you are
I have pain and you care for me still without caring for you
Even though the poison feels like a knife forever grinding inside you
Now you are TOO ill and I CARE FOR YOU
I stroke your head and your feet too
You can barely eat but I give you water and ice
I massage your helpless feet
I leave you alone to fight your defeat
I rest in my bed that night not knowing again we will never meet
I rush over to your side stroke your face and again I cry
There you were too ill to lean on my shoulder
There you were too ill to utter my name
Now you are gone and to God I feel it's a shame
That a beautiful Angel has been taken to Heavens eternal grave
Just today I grieve for you
Tears fill up in my eyes
The thought again of someone you love who dies
As someone else has come into my life it seems they take the place of you
Yet deep down inside I know NO ONE can
As I have always loved YOU from before time, through light and all of eternity
Still the absence of you burdens me....



A poem about one of the loves of my life, my love for her and her fight with Cancer.
Rest in Peace

By Nina Pottinger

Strength

Have you ever been inside yourself thinking quietly with torment? I don't mean torment so much as a definition but something that you are dying to share with someone else in hopes of gaining their understanding. I am there in that place right now. Not out of desperation but out of strength! There is a certain strength in me that is as strong as the best wisdom! So I am going to write about it some. Hopefully, you can understand my feelings. Strong is the woman inside where the heart dwells and outside where you see her smile Strong is the woman who hurts inside for some unknown reason not figured out or cured by man who endures unthinkable tasks like no other while still in emotional or physical pain... Strength is when you can feed, care, and love in one moment without any hesitation.. Strength is accomplished when there's no need to tell because I know very well how to nourish your soul without complication... Strong is the woman who without demand can put someone else before her, but wait it's not because she is weak or naive it is because she knows that at that very moment that person needs her more than she needs them! There is a difference... Strong is the woman who will stop at nothing to show her children born from her womb an extravagant moment even when she is muted from society... Mute not in a way of stubbornness, shyness, or scorn but because she only has the energy to embellish her little ones in that exact moment in time... I stand strong I will stop at nothing to prove it! I stand strong and will not let any person or thing subdue it! PERIOD... Understand, I am not a poet yet a voyeur of the mind! So to women let your mind wander when it wants to, be creative when it needs to, and never forget to find your outlet and make sure that you undertake it! If you do everything that makes you a strong woman and do nothing to nurture the strong woman within then your inner spirit fades and is often hard to find! It is sometimes hard being a strong woman but even harder being a WOMAN who was not because this world can be a cold place. It takes tough skin to get through it and know how and when to sail on through troubling times just like relaxing in strong waters and letting the current take you. You will eventually reach calmer waters.By the way I love the ocean, sea and beaches. I know I'm not alone when I say I find peace there.

By Nina Pottinger

Astrology

astrology Very interesting blog to read if you are into the discovery of astrology.