Poem

[Bunniekins]

@REDLINEZ750 Red! good to see you 😄  hope all is well for you hunny. take care and keep in touch. love bun xxx

[heartathome]

Two Years On

Survivors of the apocalyptic flood

None of us are the same

You can call us resilient

Because so much has changed

We've been through the horror

And some out the other side

I can't leave anyone behind

As many dreams have died

It's a new chapter with sadness and joy

Two years further on

Many will never return

Wondering where they belong

Many homes sit still

Destroyed beyond repair

I want them to know that they matter

And that I still care

Some are okay, some are well

While others still cling to hope

Each on their own journey's

Learning on the way to cope

The community is rising

Like a Phoenix from the mud

Their fighting spirit comes through

Because it's in their blood

We continue to move forward

I love a new start

There's a new song that I sing now

A song from my heart

Bravo neighbours

Now much bigger than my street

We'll always have a bond

Not knowing the word defeat

January 2024 - @REDLINEZ750 

[heartathome]

https://youtu.be/Sbd2DeNndUw

I really like the lyrics in this song @REDLINEZ750  Maybe you can relate. Maybe not. It's a longish song and the tempo might turn you off. No worries if you don't want to listen to it. I start off listening to the songs that are posted but don't usually make it to the end unless the lyrics are there.  💛

[heartathome]

Abundant Life

I wake each morn, my husband's up

Already another day

A kiss before he leaves for work

And then he's on his way

It's time to rise, I hear the kids

A minute to gather thoughts

I take a breath; they're up, let's go

In a storm I'm caught

Over breakfast a look will spart

A nasty word or two

I try to keep them both apart

While chores that have to do

A coffee; I sit and listen to them

They play while they get dressed

I interject to move them on

Their rooms are now a mess

Help with spelling, one now sulks

The others lost in space

My patience now is wearing thin

A new day is what I face

Their bus is coming, the pace is set

It peaks towards the door

At last, the bus is on its way

And silence is once more

Another coffee, I look around

What to do today

Is it seen as if I work?

Who cares if I'm okay?

The washing calls, it's time to start

Up and down, I go

In between I'm cleaning up

Though it doesn't seem to show

Washing up, the bath, the beds

Now I sit to eat

A few more hours the kids return

I'm already feeling beat

My husband's home, work is hard

A shower before he rests

His day is over, the kids are home

The kids are not their best

Time for them, they have their say

Lunches to prepare

Dinners on, homework help

I try to show I care

Exhausted now, bath and bed

Where has my day gone?

Broken sleep, I can't believe

That now it's early morn

I wake again, my husband's up

Already another day

A kiss before he goes to work

And then he's on his way!

1995 

@REDLINEZ750  -  my 18-month marriage with my son (5) and my husband's son (12 - state ward).

[PeppyPatti]

Dear @heartathome 

you worked really hard on this poem 

did he validate you after it’s quite triggering for me to read it because I could see parts of me in it the vulnerable bits 

When you write feelings like this makes me feel like I don’t know if I could do that however I am guessing iv done creative stuff that perhaps you couldn’t do either. 
I cannot believe how long you have seen him !! 

You were brave writing it ….
 

[heartathome]

I hope you're okay after reading it! @PeppyPatti I'm sorry that it triggered you! I was hoping it wouldn't. Are you okay? Thinking of you!

I know the poems I wrote back then were really heavy but so was the therapy. It's been so long since I wrote it. My psych validates all my feelings and understood that I wasn't well when I started seeing him. I was scared sh**less! 

I bet there are lots of things you do that I wouldn't have a clue about Peppy! I don't write poetry anymore. It was only through the first three years of therapy that I wrote. It was a good way to get out my feelings! 

I know, I'm really blessed to still be seeing him! He's been the only one that I can talk to about my past in detail. 

I hope you have a wonderful day! 💛