Category : Poems

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It’s not a magic drink 
It mat not work for all
But this is what I think:
To help a major fall

It started unexpectedly 
When facing tragic times
Emotions raging painful 
Kick started words with rhymes 

The thoughts were quite natural 
Going through a grieving stage
For emotional protection 
Writing quelled this painful rage 

I didn’t understand it 
But it did the job for me 
But parents who have been there 
Explained so I could see

I went through a transition 
As the process ran for years
And  I gradually got better 
As my poems reduced the tears

It was not a panacea 
Nor a magic turnaround 
But with magic release of tension 
I was back on pleasant ground

Now that I reflect 
On life both happy and sad
The writing’s always with me
To deal with good or bad 

To me it seems like magic
Not like the mystic type 
But helping my devestation
To restore a quality life