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What Did You Do?…

What did you do to deserve me you ask,

well only God knows the truth.

But you must have done something right,

and our meeting is positive proof.

Everything in life happens for a reason,

even the most unexpected connection.

I couldn’t be happier that it was you,

for whom I have such a strong affection.

What did you do? You can’t understand,

why God has blessed you so greatly.

Especially when you know deep down inside,

you haven’t done much for Him lately.

But God knows your heart, as only He could,

when you don’t even know it yourself.

That’s why He saves the best for last,

hiding it way up high on a shelf.

High enough so others can’t reach it,

for it was only meant for you.

So, think about that, the next time you’re tempted,

to ask, what did you do?

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

Elegance…

                                                            

Elegance…

refined, cultured.

Aesthetically pleasing, tasteful

exquisitely beautiful, stylish, chic

Breathtaking….

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

 

Images:  Free Google images

 

Beyond the Surface…

Why don’t you take a minute and just say ‘hi’,

to the brother over there, barely draggin’ by.

 

Yeah, he’s beggin’ but don’t dog this brother out,

see, you haven’t got a clue as to what he’s all about.

 

You turned up your nose as if he were dirt,

he has feelings too, that you stomp on and hurt.

 

He has probably seen things that we can’t comprehend,

he has reached a rock bottom that doesn’t seem to end.

 

He’s only asking for a nickel or maybe a dime,

but you can’t spare a second of your precious time.

 

But I won’t turn my head when this brother walks by

I’ll take a moment to stop and say ‘hi’.

 

It may cause this brother to take on a different view,

about the road he is on and what he should do.

 

Sometimes, the slightest gesture can touch a person’s soul,

and restore some of the joy that fate has stole.

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

 

Private Anguish…

How could anyone know the pain,

of my distressed and tortured mind?

The mental clutter carelessly strewn about.

Many regrets have I,

but there is no one else to blame.

A bad choice, cannot be taken back.

What’s done is done.

My mind can only ponder a choice

than cannot be reversed.

No matter how much I hope and wish

that things could go back

to times before the choice was made.

I am now left to bask in the worry

that is mine and mine alone.

Anguish is the visitor that I invited

to this private party ~ by ‘invitation’ only,

that which has been readily accepted.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

Image found at: http://lunagirl.com

 

Alone

 

Alone in my bed,

with nothing but the thoughts inside my head

to keep me company ~ but it’s not so bad.

For I am never truly alone

My conscience is my guide to places unknown.

Anxiety and regret ~ my silent companions

always there to mingle

with the thoughts inside my head.

A frequent traveler am I,

occasionally, interruption and distraction stop by

to wreak havoc on my solitary world.

I run for cover

under the cool protection of my sheets.

I am early ~ I am alone,

I lie in wait,

for my thoughts to join me…once again.

Image found at: http://lunagirl.com

 

The Woman I Am….

 

 

The woman I am is filled with hope.

My life experiences have taught me the ropes.

 

The woman I am is focused and steady,

to take on the world, I know I am ready.

 

The woman I am is sensitive and caring,

giving freely from my heart, I don’t mind sharing.

 

The woman I am is secure and stable,

to take on like’s challenges, I am willing and able.

 

The woman I am is aging with grace,

all the wrinkles in life have not left their trace.

 

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

Every day is Mother’s Day

 

 

A designated day to commemorate

all the wonderful mothers.

A nice thought but these women

are mothers every day of the week.

Not just for one day

that has been decided on

as “the” day.

Mothers across the world

are holding things down

taking care of their families.

Some in school and holding down a 9-5

A friend, a daughter and so much more.

Mothers get up and do their duty

consistently and without a second thought.

Countless moments of frustration

and despair, as theirs is a huge undertaking.

And not everyone is a great mother.

But at the end of the day

they do the best they can

with what they have.

After all, that’s what a mother is…

one who makes things happen

no matter what the odds are.

A thankless job, motherhood can sometimes be

But a huge “thank you” is indeed in order.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall