For a Beautiful Tomorrow
Diffused in haze, pristinely breezed
dances springtime amidst the blooms.
Misted rainbow on lingered frost
caress of a promised hope.
◊
Wishing everyone a lovely weekend and a safe today for a beautiful tomorrow.
🌷
To You, the Blood Donor: From a Sickle Cell Survivor
Written by an Anonymous Author | Contributed by Madueke Paschal
Being born in any of the underdeveloped countries of the world is so much of a burden to carry, but much worse is if you were unfortunate enough to be born with a congenital disease. As far back as I can remember, I was always being carried from health center to health center looking for a blood type that matched mine. What charge was I guilty of? I was diagnosed with sickle cell disease. Even more unfortunate, my blood type is A-negative; one of the rarer blood types there are (as I have been told).
Continue reading “To You, the Blood Donor: From a Sickle Cell Survivor”
There You Are [a poem]
By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
In this moment,
I can see You.
I can feel You.
You are in my deepening breath.
You are the pause between my thoughts.
You are the beat in my heart.
You are the warmth in my touch.
You are the whispers that call my name.
In Due Time: Reflection During a Pandemic
By Terin Marlae Benavente | Featured Contributor
Last night, my husband and I snuck outside for a brief yet quiet moment of solitude. Oh, how we long for the days where our conversations were not rushed and now, even demanded at times. We love our children dearly but until the pandemic hit, never knew how much we cherish our alone time. Even for myself. Especially now, I find it even difficult to find enough quiet time to write this article without, “MOM! He’s being mean to me!” or “MOM, where are my shoes?!” Seriously, I had barely written a paragraph before that started. As a SAHM/homeschool teacher/graduate student/writer and blogger, I have found it to be incredibly difficult juggling all of these things at once.
Continue reading “In Due Time: Reflection During a Pandemic”
One Step [a poem]
By Cara Amy Goldthorpe | Featured Contributor
One step
I take, and another
Towards this light
Pulling me on
One step
Through a tunnel of shadow
Pain and burden
I feel before I rise
Promote Your Blog [closed]
Happy Valentine’s Day! Today, I again open up PhoebeMD.com for another Meet & Greet event. Remember, this is your moment to shine! This was originally started on PhoebeMD.com as a dedicated time for you all to come together to share blogs and favorite posts, make new connections, and expand your blog audiences.
The guidelines, like always, are simple…
Wishing You a Beautiful Weekend
She,
In the dark,
Found light
Brighter than many ever see.
She,
Within herself,
Found loveliness,
Through the soul’s own mastery.
And now the world receives
From her dower:
The message of the strength
Of inner power.
◊
Wishing you all a warm and safe weekend filled with love.
🌷
