Written by Sylvia - Input from billy rob
He silenced my voice so my words went unspoken
and all through those years held me down.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
if my words should cause him to frown.
My opinions, thoughts, and views of this life
with me silenced, could never be spoken.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
and I would be left shattered and broken.
Out of fear I gave in, never taking a stand
constantly rebuked, I was silenced again.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
and this I can never explain.
Living in a maze, what direction should I take
Never asking anyone’s help or advice
I dared not speak for the cost would be hell
And my way would have to suffice
I have found my voice, no longer to be silenced
No longer will I be held down
I dare now to speak, for I'm free from that hell
and I'll never again face his frown.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The Shore
Written by Sylvia
Sitting on the porch of my cottage by the shore
Rocking in my chair, never getting anywhere
Listening to waves gently lapping against the beach
Seashells scattered about the sand
Gulls diving toward the water, then soaring upward to the heights
Majestic sailboats framed against the horizon
Clouds fluffy and white, floating slowly across the sky
Changing shapes as they go by
Little children squealing with delight
As they are chased ashore by the tide
Sights and sounds of a wonderful day
Filled with memories made to last a lifetime
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Sitting on the porch of my cottage by the shore
Rocking in my chair, never getting anywhere
Listening to waves gently lapping against the beach
Seashells scattered about the sand
Gulls diving toward the water, then soaring upward to the heights
Majestic sailboats framed against the horizon
Clouds fluffy and white, floating slowly across the sky
Changing shapes as they go by
Little children squealing with delight
As they are chased ashore by the tide
Sights and sounds of a wonderful day
Filled with memories made to last a lifetime
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Sunday, July 6, 2008
The Pathway of Life
Written by Sylvia
As you travel the pathway of life,
don't trample the flowers beneath your feet and if you dare,
stop a while, gaze upon them in their splendor.
Breathe deeply, smell the bouquet of the tender blossoms they bare .
As you travel the pathway of life,
pause a second and look at the reflection in the mirror.
What do you see; the person you have become,
or the person you strive to be, can it be any clearer.
As you travel the pathway of life,
take time to thank God for the things He has provided,
and the many blessings He has bestowed upon you;
no longer to worry about matters left undecided.
As you travel the pathway of life,
for just one brief moment, forget the misery in the world.
Contemplate the goodness in your fellowman,
and not the evil you see them begin to unfurl.
As you travel the pathway of life,
Stop and say hello to a stranger today, give it a try.
Watch their eyes light up and sparkle with a glow,
that can only be extinguished if you pass them by.
As you travel the pathway of life,
relish the time you spend with your family and friends.
Life is too short not to take delight in them while they are here.
Set your priorities, for one day their precious life will end.
As you travel the pathway of life,
spread a blanket beneath that majestic old oak tree with care.
See the initials etched with fondness; hear the secrets his leaves whisper.
Savor the memories left behind for you and that old tree to share.
As you travel the pathway of life,
I hope you can hear what my words are saying to you.
Use the time God has given to you on earth,
and focus on the really important things in your life to pursue.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
As you travel the pathway of life,
don't trample the flowers beneath your feet and if you dare,
stop a while, gaze upon them in their splendor.
Breathe deeply, smell the bouquet of the tender blossoms they bare .
As you travel the pathway of life,
pause a second and look at the reflection in the mirror.
What do you see; the person you have become,
or the person you strive to be, can it be any clearer.
As you travel the pathway of life,
take time to thank God for the things He has provided,
and the many blessings He has bestowed upon you;
no longer to worry about matters left undecided.
As you travel the pathway of life,
for just one brief moment, forget the misery in the world.
Contemplate the goodness in your fellowman,
and not the evil you see them begin to unfurl.
As you travel the pathway of life,
Stop and say hello to a stranger today, give it a try.
Watch their eyes light up and sparkle with a glow,
that can only be extinguished if you pass them by.
As you travel the pathway of life,
relish the time you spend with your family and friends.
Life is too short not to take delight in them while they are here.
Set your priorities, for one day their precious life will end.
As you travel the pathway of life,
spread a blanket beneath that majestic old oak tree with care.
See the initials etched with fondness; hear the secrets his leaves whisper.
Savor the memories left behind for you and that old tree to share.
As you travel the pathway of life,
I hope you can hear what my words are saying to you.
Use the time God has given to you on earth,
and focus on the really important things in your life to pursue.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
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