A MOTHER AND HER DAUGHTER by Joanne Boyle

"A MOTHER AND HER DAUGHTER" by Joanne Boyle

Mother's and Daughters.

I counted your fingers

and then your toes,

as I bent down and kissed

your cute button nose.

A mother's promise was made,

as I held you tight,

that as long as I breathed,

you'd be alright.

I'd accept your decisions

whilst being your guide.

I'd be the ears,

when you were hurting inside.

I'd be your voice

when you could not speak.

I'd be your strength,

when you were weak.

A Mother and her Daughter.

An unbreakable bond.

A hidden magic,

like a magicians wand.

Brought together by blood.

Joined at the heart.

A Mother and her Daughter,

friends from the start.

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Author Joanne Boyle. Heartfelt by Steffi Krenzek

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WHEN LOVE CAN NO LONGER SAVE YOU by Joanne Boyle

"WHEN LOVE CAN NO LONGER SAVE YOU"
by Joanne Boyle

When nobody cares how broken you are

or you think they can't understand.

When even the outside feels too small,

and you no longer want a hand.

When the sky feels like it's suffocating

and the ground it hurts your feet.

When the smile becomes a fake hello

for the people that you greet.

When the reasons don't matter

and there's nothing more to give.

When the Empty hole,

becomes the place you want to live.

When everyone around you,

becomes invisible to your eye.

When you are drained of all emotion

with no tears left to cry.

When love can no longer save you

you are in the depths of despair.

You have gone deaf to all the voices,

screaming "hang in there"

Yet the world is still uneducated,

no one knows just what to do,

because if love and listening was enough,

then it would have saved you.

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Author Joanne Boyle Heartfelt Art by Steffi Krenzek

Me, You and Mental Health, Too Paperback

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A MOTHER AND HER BOY by Joanne Boyle

"A MOTHER AND HER BOY"
by Joanne Boyle

A Mother and her Son.

A Mother becomes a warrior,

when her son is born.

Her ballgown is replaced.

Armour is now worn.

No one will hurt her boy,

or break his heart in two.

Every woman that he meets,

will have her to answer to.

A Mother and her Son.

A warrior and her Prince.

The first Scent that he smelt,

and shall remember since.

A Mother and her boy,

whom she will always shield.

Two hearts entwined as one.

A bond of love is sealed.

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Author Joanne Boyle Heartfelt art by Steffi Krenzek

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MAP OF YOUR LIFE by Tahlia Hunter

"MAP OF YOUR LIFE"
by Tahlia Hunter

"Legend says that

before you were born,

you were given a map of your life.

This map contained the greatest joys, sorrows,

dreams, heartaches and challenges of your life

and the people you would likely encounter

along each step of the path.

But the second that you enter the world,

it is forgotten.

And for each other person in existence,

they too forget their map.

And though at first, it remains invisible,

through each and every encounter with life,

you attempt to recreate

what you have forgotten

but believe to be true

deep within your soul.

And through challenges,

a voice within you tells you to keep moving forward,

for you are an alchemist,

and though bad things may happen,

you can make good things out of them.

And though life is much like chess,

where once you make a move

you cannot unmake it,

it is never too late

for you to recreate the future

through the present moment,

and in doing so,

rewrite the past.

And through tears,

when people exit your life,

a deep wisdom within you tells you

that this is as it must be,

and that one day, you will be reunited.

And that no matter how unlikely it may seem,

them leaving you occurred

for a higher purpose

beyond what you can presently fathom.

And though they may have had to go,

this was a planned part of your path,

for your journey here is merely temporary

and is a small speck within your entire existence.

And you must remember on the map

that each step is not purely defined

by the action you take in the physical world

but what is happening energetically within you:

healing past trauma and wounds

and finding love, forgiveness and acceptance.

And you may trust during times of stillness or inaction

that the arrow is being pulled backwards

so that it can be pulled forwards.

And when love seems to evade you,

you may be reminded of the fact

that you are your own soulmate

before you are someone else's.

And it matters not who exits or enters your life,

for you are your own home,

and on a deeper energetic level,

all are one, as all are connected.

And though you may regret past steps you have taken,

you cannot fault yourself

for getting lost in life

when you had forgotten the map.

But you may trust that you will slowly acquire it

through each experience

and that you will eventually find your way.

And all will make sense in the end,

once you reach the other side.”

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Words by Tahlia Hunter

https://www.facebook.com/TahliaHunterBlog

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EMBERS AND KEYS by Becky Hemsley

"EMBERS AND KEYS"
by Becky Hemsley

When I am older

I might not remember

I might get confused

And I might lose my temper

And there may be times

When I don’t know your name

Because it’s been trapped,

Locked away in my brain

And though it will hurt

To think I could forget you

Offer me smiles,

Hold my hand if I’ll let you

And talk of adventures

We had long ago

Show me the photos

Of people I know

Play music we’ve danced to

And songs we have sung

Read me the books I read

When I was young

‘Cause your voice and your words

Might just be the key

That opens the door -

That unlocks it for me

And maybe the music

Will spark tiny embers

Of memories dormant

And I will remember

Your name and your face

And the words to our song

The times and the places

To which I’ve belonged

And it might last moments

Or minutes or more

As the fire sheds light

Through the crack in the door

But when the door closes

And gone are the flames

When you are once more

A stranger again

Just know you’ll have stirred something

Deep down inside

Something familiar

That I recognise

Something that’s real

That’s not stored in my head

But right at the core

Of my heart space instead

Something that’s stirred

By your smiles and your stories

The touch of your hand

And the songs you sing for me

And though I’ll have no words to tell you

Just trust

That deep down inside

I’ll remember

I’m loved

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Becky Hemsley 2022 https://www.facebook.com/talkingtothewild

Beautiful artwork by Lisa Aisato

Today marks the start of Dementia Action Week - an annual campaign run by Alzheimer's Society to raise awareness of ways we can work together to take action on dementia.

This poem is called "Embers and Keys" and is in the book 'Letters from Life' https://a.co/d/17LrMHGiww

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I Was The Child (Song) by Chris Baines

"I Was The Child" (Song) by Chris Baines

I was the child who would lie on his back

And wave to the trees and the trees waved back.

Long days in the sun.

I was the boy with his jar and net

Who brought tadpoles home with his clothes all wet.

Nature was fun.

I was the lad who was far too tough

To be caught enjoying this nature stuff,

All kaftans and rice.

I was the youth who enjoyed the thrill

Of discovering Man has the power to kill.

Not very nice.

We all need the trees,

And the birds and the bees,

And the frogs and the flowers

And the choice can be ours.

But we're taking too long

To decide what it's worth,

Remember we've borrowed the Earth.

Of course there were times when the truth broke through

With the setting sun or a sparkling dew

Beautiful sight.

And now I'm a man I'm happy to cry

When the swifts return to my favourite sky.

Screaming in flight.

When I'm an old man with time to spare

How much of my wildlife will still be there?

It's vanishing fast.

Will there still be larks in the summer sky

And returning swifts to make me cry?

How long will they last?

We all need the trees,

And the birds and the bees,

And the frogs and the flowers

And the choice can be ours.

But we're taking too long

To decide what it's worth,

Remember we've borrowed the Earth.

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