Love as fragile as a Rose

Love as fragile as a Rose;
It’s beauty fully appreciated
When received as a single flower,
Or in a gorgeously adorned bouquet

You smell its fragrance
Only because you long to
As you inch closer to sniff,
Hands steering clear of its protective thorns

It is most appealing and vibrant
When freshly plucked, it shines
With rich, radiant rosiness,
Or its pure, graceful pearly white.

As time passes, alone it darkens.
The petals you see blacken
Slowly withers away, beauty fades.
But peel the outer layers away, reveals the beauty within

If you treasure the rose, love it.
To keep the love alive, nurture it.
Prune the rose, cut the stem diagonally.
Plant it within nutrient-enriched soil,

to see it thrive and flourish.

Though the thorns may bleed you
If you hastily approach, no caution.
But if you tenderly strip away the defenses of thorns,
Take the time to get closer and discover what lies beneath,
What joys, pleasures, sensations new experience brings
And you will forget the initial pricks and thorns,
As you enjoy a rose garden full of love.

Written by the much younger Mrs Dew 🙂

To all the weary moms…

To all the weary moms,

New recruits who have been through childbirth storms,

To labour pains you refused to cave,

Back screaming from radiating waves,

The lifeless feeling of a body drained of blood…

The oh so elusive sleep your whole being craves.

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Night blurs into days

Time now being kept to the cries of your new born babe,

The world revolves around feeding, diapers and bath times

Cobwebbed brain operating in automation mode

Striving to settle our precious one into our loving abode.

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Days runs into weeks that blend into months,

Baby learns to roll, then scoot turns into crawls

Dreaded immunizations as baby in pain bawls,

Then comes the time to introduce baby to solid food

The nursing mother thinks her salvation has arrived.

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To all the weary moms, I raise a song,

You are brave, selfless and strong,

Labour and childbirth didn’t make you keel,

One day at a time, your body will heal

And so the journey into motherhood

Evolves and revolves…

Photocredits: IG user @postpartum

Heart heavy Dream Desires

Dreams
…..Hopes
……….Desires
…………..Wishes
…………………Dreams

The heart sighs with its heavy, unfulfilled desires;
The mind churns with plans for my ultimate future;
So much to do, many places to go;
Scores of people to meet, kilometers of paths to tread;
Mountain after Mountain to take captive of;
Battles to be fought, Lessons to be learned;
Becoming a victor is no small feat;
To be triumphant over the wars of life is the end goal.

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The journey of a thousand miles begins with a thought, a dream;
Followed by more dreams, encouraged by faith and freedom;
Freedom to take an action at a time, to follow dreams;
There is much to do, careful planning is needed;
A time for everything, a time for realistic planning;
Focusing on one thing at a time.

It is time to reign in those wild horses of thoughts;
Time to take count, rank in order of importance;
Next, it is imminent to put into practice one thought;
Follow through to the end. IF impossible to succeed,
Re-evaluate the plan of action vital for dreams to take flight.

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Note this, there is no dream impossible to dream;
If it is right and true, heavens will smile down;
And together with faith and hardwork,
WILL see this dream through until it becomes YOUR REALITY

The heartbeat races

The heartbeat races
The brain pounds to the beat
Of the reverberating drum of life

People to love,
Lovers who break your heart,
Friends to cherish
Buddies who betray your trust

Life is a double sided coin,
Life is a rollercoaster, a journey, an adventure,
Life is your tune to create.
It all depends on perspective and attitude.

Wedding Anniversary: 2 years celebration

Twas two years ago to this day
That I walked down the aisle & vowed
To stick with you, come what may…
Walking on a cloud by your side,
Was the beginning of our journey,
As we began to build our home in stride.

Look at us two years into our journey,
God has blessed us in so many ways
A family of two now turned three,
I pray God’s love with us stays
His wisdom and knowledge to be our guide
And Holy Spirit, the teacher by our side.

Happy Anniversary my darling heart