Time Will Tell

Time will tell what is needed to heal,
Not quite sure just how I feel.
Living for the now, the today is what I'll do,
And understand the things that tend to make me blue.
And as I work through each and every one,
I know I will start to enjoy the morning sun.
Now what is it that I am Thankful for today?
This one is a toughie I must say.
It seems as tho some of the fog is lifting,
And my soul is searching but not really drifting.
Today I see some hope ahead,
And waking up I no longer dread.
Can it be I am finding a meaning to arise?
And no longer adorn my need for a disguise.
I think this is something to be Thankful for,
As in opening a new beginning behind each door.
Finding meaning is not so important to me,
As appreciating the sun that shines through the tree.
Day 4 of healing
Judy©1999


In Spite

In spite of all I see and do,
I have just have a question or two,
Was life meant to be this rough?
Is this why people say enough?
To be told what to do every day,
While others seem to laugh and play.

As an adult I should know,
How to live and where to go.
In spite of all that I've been through,
I should have direction in my life like you.
But I arise every day just like the day before,
I awake everybody and see them out the door.

In spite of the way life is supposed to be,
I feel lost when I look inside of me.
Seaking, searching, existing each day,
Looking to be told what to do this day.
Lost within my searching mind,
Not really knowing what I want to find.

In spite of all I see and do,
I just have a question or two. 
To guide me to the answers I need,
It's the Lord I must allow to Lead.
Day 5 of Healing
Judy ©1999


Does It Matter?

In a world with so many does it matter at all,
If I find things difficult and often fall.
Do I personally make a difference by what I do,
I don't really think it matters, Do you?
A look inside says why do you care,
I make no difference here or there.
Writing poetry makes nothing change,
Does it make me even more strange?
Does it matter how I feel,
In a world with so many with much more to conceal?
What is it I am trying to do with it everyday,
And what do others really think and say?
Am I lost or do I just exist?
Is there really anything I have missed.
Why can I not just get on with my life,
Being a mom and also a wife?
Does it really matter to you how I live,
Or if I do nothing more than give?
As you can see today is a blah day,
Not quite sure what I'm trying to say.
Does it Matter?
Day 6 of Healing
Judy©1999

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