Tag: Poetry

Poetry

Ruined

Jill L. Ware

Them to you I’d always compAre, talk I’ll of you they not dare.

I loved you like no other, you were more than just a lover.

I think you often enough, do you remember us?

I wonder where you landed, where life has you planted.

You ruined me for them, forever yours I’ve always been.

I nearly fell apart, the day you broke my heart.

You sent me away, it wasn’t my time to stay.

For you. I left with my tail tucked, you gone forever truly sucked.

Now I think of you just once in a while, veery seldom ending with a smile.

I just thought you should know before I let you go, you ruined me for them, forever yours I’ve always been.

Jill L. Ware

Poetry

My Sister’s Keeper

Jill L. Ware

We’ve been together since our birth, I only wish she knew her worth.

I use to believe her a bully, I didn’t understand fully.

When I am weak she is strong, she is misjudged, they are wrong.

She has my back, I have hers, sisterhood always endures.

Jill L. Ware

Poetry

Or Not!

Jill L. Ware

Questioning every thought and decision. I must be exact, have precision.

Does my illness have me thinking the wrong thought? Or am I thinking normal? I bet not.

Did I embarrass myself or do oaky? Did they look at me in a strange way?

I wish I didn’t talk so much, that I’d think before speaking and such.

I have never liked my face, always looking at it in disgrace.

I hope they aren’t mad at me, who is it I’m supposed to be?

When will this house get old, I move a lot I am told.

Who was on the phone? Don’t talk to me in that tone.

Did they really talk to me that way? Or is it my illness, I can’t say.

Imagine a time I didn’t think twice. Believe me, it wasn’t nice.

Am I thinking wrong or not?

Poetry

My Prince Is Found

Jill L. Ware

Father, Son and Holy Ghost, you gave your life upon that post.

I had looked far and wide, you were always at my side.

I needed someone to love me, but when blind you cannot see.

In a stable you were born, from this world you were torn.

Sent from heaven you set me free, so that forever you could be.

I will praise your name on high, sending prayers toward the sky.

I will never deny your name, it’s for those like me you came.

With you I can do many things, one day earning my wings.

My prince is alive and well, in his house I will forever dwell.

Jill L. Ware