by Naomi L. | March 17, 2017 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
You wake in March, Day Seventeen,
To find the world is colored green
As far as you have ever seen
Across the festive streets.
You know today that people paint
The town in green, however quaint,
To honor Ireland’s patron saint
And all his holy feats.
And even if you’ve no belief,
You still don the lucky motif:
A shamrock with an extra leaf
To guide you on your way.
The day’s good luck is on your side
As people gather far and wide
And shout with joy and Irish pride:
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!
by Naomi L. | March 10, 2017 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
We are all wonderful in our own ways,
Overqualified yet undervalued by the
Many people who underestimate us.
Every girl should know her worth, and
Never stop believing in her courage to
Stand up and let her voice be heard!
Don’t ever doubt your value, ladies!
Always remember how amazing you are!
You are all true superheroes!
A belated Happy Women’s Day to all the amazing and inspiring women out there! Keep on being the awesome superheroes you are!
by Naomi L. | March 3, 2017 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
She’s docile and sweet on the outside,
But inside she’s fierce to the core.
You may think to expect her meow,
Just to be thrown back by her roar.
She spends her days working her hardest
For results of outstanding effect.
She may not ask others for much,
But she knows she deserves great respect.
Her value can never be measured.
She has a most generous heart.
Yet if anyone tries to subdue her,
She will fight back and tear them apart.
So never look down on a woman
Or misjudge her even an ounce,
For inside every placable kitten
Is a tigress just waiting to pounce.
by Naomi L. | February 24, 2017 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
One cold evening,
I looked outside
At the ashen sky,
Trembling with grief
For the world
I once knew
And loved,
A world I feared
I might never
Know again.
But a white dove
Came to me,
Bathed in light,
And told me
Not to be afraid,
That the world
Could be better
If only I chose
To make it so.
She told me
That Light
Is stronger
Than Darkness,
That Hope
Is stronger
Than Fear,
That Love
Is stronger
Than Hate.
She reminded me
That just as
The night
Comes before
The dawn
And every storm
Is followed
By sunshine,
So does resistance
Precede acceptance.
Her words
Filled my heart
With hope
And gave
My spirit wings.
In that moment,
The fear I’d felt
Gave way to courage
And the promise
Of a brighter future.
As I watched her
Fly away
Into the sunset,
I smiled,
Knowing now
What I must do.
If I want to
Make the world
A better place,
I have to believe
I can start
With myself.
It’s time to
Be the change.
My submission to the February Poets for Peace collaboration. May we all be the change we wish to see in the world!
by Naomi L. | February 17, 2017 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
If there’s one thing I remember
From the days when I was small,
It’s the lessons that you taught me,
The wisest words of all.
You told me to be happy
In whatever I might do,
Whether writing for a living
Or finding love that’s true.
Your incredible work ethic
Was your family’s guiding light,
As you worked from early morning
To the late hours of night.
For the family you so love,
You do everything you can,
And your three adoring daughters
See you as their Superman.
You’re the best male role model
That a girl has ever had.
I’d say my greatest blessing
Is to have you for a dad.
So I say to you, dear father
(I think you know the rest),
I love you times a million!
May your birthday be the best!
Happy Birthday to my wonderful father! Thank you for your inspiring lessons and words of wisdom! I love you so much!
by Naomi L. | February 3, 2017 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
There’s magic in the air tonight
As every star is shining bright
And tables dressed with candlelight
Adorn the moonlit deck.
You gaze into her lovely eyes,
Having come to realize:
Without her in your life, surprise,
You still would be a wreck.
But ever since she came along,
Your days have all been filled with song,
And everything would just feel wrong
Were she to leave your life.
So slowly you begin to smile
As you adore her for a while,
Thinking to yourself that “I’ll
Ask her to be my wife.”
And so you take her by the hand
And gradually begin to stand
Before you drop to one knee and
Request that she’ll “be mine”.
The question “Will you marry me?”
Is followed by her shouts of glee
As you embrace her lovingly,
Your perfect Valentine!
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