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Tibetans worshipping idols, from China Illustrata , p. 72.



Copyright 2014

By Felina Silver Robinson


When I was young I didn’t have much

Not because we were poor

Because we weren’t

Not because no one cared

Because everyone did

It was because my parents wanted to teach me

That there are many more among us that truly have nothing

We have each other

We have our neighbors

We have our church

We have our memories

We have all that we need

When I was young

My idols could be found on TV

My idols were my neighbors

My idols were my friends

My idols were my family

Now many of them have passed

The shows have come and gone

My friends have moved away

And my family, those that remain

are mostly scattered about

So my idols are now my children and my husband and the family that remains

My idols are

The children of the world that will sculpt our future

Those who are hard at work

Those that are surviving

Those who are waiting to be noticed

Those who are waiting for help

Those who are fighting for their lives

Idols come in all shapes and sizes

Idols come


Idols go

But we must go on living

Little do you know

You too are someone’s Idol


My Darkened Night©

By Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright© 2013, 2015


Dark is the night

My heart too feels darkened

Now knowing that I can’t have you

I’m lost with no direction

No longer with desire

since knowing you are no longer mine

There are stars lighting up the sky

But they bring sorrow instead of delight

For I have no one to share them with

Here on this dark night

You laugh at my troubles

I don’t how to respond

For once you were my savior

Now I sit trembling on the hillside

Afraid to go home

For the darkness won’t leave me

I’m shivering alone here

I venture on home

Upon entry inside

All I see is your smile

And the sorrow for having disappointed

The one you so deeply loved

You grab me tight

Promising that you’ll never again leave me

I tremble inside

But not because I’m sad

But because I never again thought you’d be mine

A single tear rolls down my cheek

You wipe it dry and replace it with a kiss

Now my darkened night will pass with the morning’s light

And my heart has returned to its rightful place





A Lucky While Grateful Me©

By Felina Silver Robinson

Copyright© 2015


This morning

I will strip down to my bare skin

To lay upon the surgical table

I will trust doctors and nurses to control my destiny

While I lay in wait in an unconscious state

My thoughts will be of my good fortune

The privilege and honor to be mother to the most amazing children

To know all that I know

And to have achieved all that I have accomplished

I am eternally grateful

And most certainly lucky

For each chance at this life that I have already been given

I thank you for whatever role

You may have in my eternal gratitude



Susie and Roberta became friends in 1970 when they both started 2nd grade. Susie’s family had moved from New Britain, CT where the population was about 83,441. They noticed a significant difference upon arriving in Brookline MA where the population was only 58,886. They left a considerable amount friends and family behind. but Susie’s dad had received a job offer he just couldn’t refuse. Roberta didn’t care she was happy knowing she would no longer be lonely. Now she had someone to share her love of music with. Together Susie and Roberta decided their favorite artist was Carole King because all of her songs were relatable to their lives at the time. They decided that “You’ve got a friend” was officially their song. At least twice a week you could find them in either of their rooms holding hair brushes to their mouths singing each word of the song with a strong emphasis on the word “friend”.

Susie and Roberta spent every available moment together. You could definitely tell the difference in both their moods as well as their behaviors when they weren’t together. There were years of sleepover parties, secret boyfriends, parties their parents didn’t and wouldn’t ever know about. They were definitely the masters of keeping secrets. Don’t get me wrong they were both decent and respectful young women, any parent would be proud to have them. They were just slightly mischievous like every other girl their age. There wasn’t anything they couldn’t tell you about the other. They had every possible class together and were academically at the same level in school which is how they were able to keep up on all their work and their conversations were endless. Susie and Roberta never tired of one another.

To keep things exciting once the girls hit eighth grade, they decided to take ice skating lessons together.  Twice a week they took classes at the local skating rink. They had both gotten rather good. One Saturday afternoon there was a skating event at the rink. There were too wild boys that were continuously racing around the rink. Despite the many amounts of warning that they would be kicked off the floor, the boys continued with the same behavior. One of the boys was going so fast that when he went to pass Susie he knocked her down so fast. His friend was right behind him.  There was no time for Susie to get up and before anyone could do anything about it, the young boys ice skate had run over Susie’s neck. Everyone started screaming. The boy ran off the ice skating rink vomiting and crying. Roberta had fainted, it took three or four smelling salts before she came to. Once awake Roberta was hysterical. The ambulance attendants could barely keep her away from Susie as they worked hard to try to save her. Susie didn’t make it off the ice alive. Even though Roberta wasn’t the one who lay dying, her life with Susie continued to flash before her eyes. Susie had been taken away and her parents followed blindly. Night fell and Roberta’s parents were still trying to get her to come home. Finally a female police officer was about to coax Roberta into her parent’s car. Roberta’s parents were grateful that she would have February vacation to try to pull herself together as much as she would be able to.

Before returning to school after vacation, Susie was buried. Roberta barely spoke to anyone for the rest of the school year outside of what had to be said regarding her school work. Many tried to befriend her, she would just blurt out “No one will ever replace Susie”.  But the next year was the first year of high school and it was going to be a new world for Roberta. While at the freshman assembly she was sitting next to a girl named Anita.  All the boys were making fun of her calling her names because she had marks and scars on her face. Roberta wasn’t having it. She yelled at the boys saying “don’t talk to my friend like that, or you will be sorry.” The boys knew Roberta and they knew she meant what she said and immediately backed off and didn’t bother her again. Anita and Roberta went on to be best friends. Roberta never felt comfortable enough to talk to anyone else about her friend Susie, but Anita became the first person to be lucky enough to hear the story of their friendship. Anita has continued to be thankful and grateful for her relationship with Roberta. They remain friends still to this day although they are at opposite ends of the world now and only communicate via the internet. Roberta doesn’t let a day go by that she’s not remembering her friend Susie.



By Felina Silver Robinson

Lately I’ve found that although those that you’re close to tell you they want you to “keep it real” in the relationship you have with them, that’s not at all what they really want. Most of us have feelings about a lot of things which means we are seldom likely to share the same opinions as those we spend most of our time with. Religion, money, raising kids, marriage, relationships, and education are obviously the most common things that people argue about, aside from politics which can often be the elephant in the room. Although conversations can be bumpy, once the they start, I think it’s important to talk them through. None of us like the feeling of unresolved conversation! It’s best to realize what we are uncomfortable with, talk about it until we can’t tolerate it anymore, and then whatever we can’t handle we can break it down into separate conversations. I’ve noticed that people are actually just overwhelmed with so many things that they are uncomfortable with, but when given a chance to break it down they realize that the conversation wasn’t as bad as they thought it would be.

There are however subjects that some people, despite how important their topic matter, just won’t agree to discuss, even if it would be helpful. That’s the time you just have to respect each other and know that there are some things you won’t agree on. Relationships are hard enough to keep up without adding yet another thing for the relationship to have to work through.

Different ways to “keep it real” in your life:

1. Be tactfully honest with others about your feelings. Lying about your feelings just makes the relationship more awkward.

2. Make sure the time you spend together whether in discussion, relaxing or going out, that those involved get an equal say in what goes on. It may be helpful to give each person a number so everyone in the group is given a chance to choose the activity or discussion. No one likes or appreciates feeling left out of the conversation or an activity.

3. If there is someone who you don’t want to take part in a specific event or conversation than don’t talk about it in front of them. One of the many keys to a successful relationship of any kind is always being sensitive to the feelings of others.

4. Don’t let your relationship get “stale,” try to add new things to your conversations, try new things, new restaurants, visit new places. Become adventurous!

5. Keep complaining to a minimum and try to find a more subtle way to let someone know that you might be uncomfortable with participating or, if you are plain just not feeling well. Broadcasting such situations may set the wrong tone for a group gathering and it tends to change people’s feelings about those that continuously draw attention to themselves when the attention should be elsewhere.  As we all know, there is a right and a wrong time and place for every conversation and every action.


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Promises Made©

Felina Silver Robinson

My Poem of the Day


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You promised to see me through my formative years

You told me you would always be there

We had our moments here and there

But mostly I spent my days missing you

If I could I would go back in time to easier days

To try to get it right this time

But I know it wasn’t meant to be that way

So I sit by

Praying for the moment that you’ll find some time for me


That promises made will not be forgotten