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No rooster sounding off here, but Alexa has sweet music that tickles the ear. Fresh brewed coffee can drag any nose down the hall. The sound of fresh fruit being chopped is reason enough to hustle. Suddenly, there’s the rush of feet all about fighting for the shower. Dirty laundry piled high in front of the washer, not the best start to moms day, followed by towels by the dryer. Better make way for the mad rush to the car for carpooling. or e-scooter reservations. Everyone plants a kiss on mom’s cheek calling out I love you’s as they pass by. Mom just wants to head to the gym to find the peace that will guide her through the rest of her day.
The Start of the Day©
Copyright© 2019
By Felina Silver Robinson
Daisies On My Porch Sill©
Copyright 2013-2019
by Felina Silver Robinson
Daisies on my porch sill
Soaking up the sun
The wind gently tugging at their pedals
The day slowly turns to night
The night sky brings their pedals to life
They begin to dance at the stars
With the moon as their partner
So happy to be alive
Now it’s time to rest
They relax for a time
Until the next morning’s light
Daisies on my porch sill
Are such a delight
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A city of of people
Turn to me
Looking for hope and direction
They trust me to lead them to their destiny
Am I strong enough
Who will lead me
Who will give me strength
We will do great things together
Together as one
For I am nothing without
All of you
You are my strength
You are my soul
You are my conscience
You are my soul
You are my heart
If you look to me
I’ll look to you and together
We will whether all storms
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I dedicate this poem to all those in Leadership who run our great country and fight our great fight to keep us all safe and continue our rights to freedom.
Peaceful Dreams©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright© 1998
In the peace of our dreams at night
We desperately hold onto our thoughts
Holding on to everything good we feel and know
Eagerly trying to chase away the bad and those who cause it
When we close our eyes we see only what we want to see
We feel only what we want to feel
We bring back the memories we want to bring back
These are our peaceful times
In this I see a meadow filled with lilies
Frogs sitting across from each other with the same look that we have
As we lay stretched out on the hill
On our backs we lay
The clouds swiftly moving overhead
We count the seconds it takes for each group to pass us by
The seagulls are racing each other, who will win
We close our eyes to hide from the sun
Hoping that our peaceful dreams won’t pass us by
How long do we wait until we slip into a dream?
Rank©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Copyright© 1998
Rank
What is Rank?
The order in which we deal
The order in which we report
How we cope
Where we go
Who we are
Rank
Meaningless levels of authority
Meaningless levels of learning
How we teach our children
How we become who and what we are
Rank
It’s class, description, whether meaningful or meaningless
Rank
Is a call to tell how we feel
What we do, who we are, and who we want to be
What is your rank?
What does it mean to you?
I rank not, as you’re all the same to me.
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