Edging into flow ...

There is something,
Edging to express …
But my words,
... They flounder and are amiss…
I desire to be flow …
To stretch and cast my arms,
As if to form a bridge …
There is so much life to live ...
I have so much love to give ...
I have so much light to shed...
There is no more time
to dump ice on someone's head...
May I let criticism be uttered ...
only from someone else's lips.

©jan leree 2012

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    My name is Jan Leree.  I am a nurse, legal nurse consultant, poet and mother . I am writing here from my own life experiences, in loss, in grief, in humor and in joy.  I hope that you will find encouragement to face your life's circumstances by visiting my pages here.  My heart and prayers are in a place to offer encourage-ment to you.  The rights to the poetry and photographs are copyrighted to me.  If you wish to purchase cards, post cards, calendars, or framed art of my work, you may do so.  Email me at:  janlereewhidden@gmail.com
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