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Tina ford May 2015
Have you ever been to Glendalough,
On the Wicklow mountains tour,
Well I suggest you go there,
If you've never been before,

It's beautiful, serene and angelic,
So peaceful with magical air,
You can sense the spirits and history,
Of all who once lived here,

I walked around the glass like lake,
I wandered in its awe,
I felt the presence of many souls,
I had been here before,

I drank the waters from my hand,
I felt it rush through my veins,
I heard the whispers from the trees,
Welcoming me home again,

The settlement and graveyard, still,
No life that carried on,
Except for all the visitors,
Who called in thousands, upon,

But in my heart and eyes so blue,
I knew, I was home again,
I felt secure and welcomed back,
But things where not the same,

No family there to hold me tight,
As they had once, in my dream,
So I left my home, my Glendalough,
And the beauty I had seen,

One day I will return, it's true,
And I will not be alone
I'll walk amongst the stones and trees,
And then, I will be home.
Tina ford May 2015
Trapped by despair and inner demons she longed for freedom,
Her umbilical cord forged from nightmares, tightened itself once more, Wrapping itself around her ornate soul,
Ignorance and want Snapped at her heels,
She lay alone on a bed of thorns, twisted and dense under her pale flawless skin, She lay...... she lay and she wished for the wind,
He promised to carry her away,
He promised her a new life,
A free life,
A sweet, serene and elegant life,
But again he never kept his promise,
Time passed, seasons disappeared along with the forty shades of green in the meadows of the island she called home, A new day arrived and she again struggled to untie her body from the wreckage of her past, People passed by, not seeing her there, or just choosing not to see her, She felt withered and fallen,
Her tears bringing the ground beneath her alive with life,
Beautiful life, all colours and aspects of life,
She longed for the moon and his gentle light,
For he was the only light that brought her comfort,
Suddenly from the glow along the crest of the treetops,
She felt the wind, she reached out her hand,
He got stronger and colder,
He lifted her, he lifted her above the bed she had lain for so long, He lifted her so strongly that her restraints became weak and shattered like a looking glass, He lifted her so high that she could see the reflection of herself in the lough of lost souls, And the strong arms of the winds released her,
She was free, she was free, she is free,
Tina ford May 2015
Hey special lady,
I want to say, your name,
Hey special lady,
Your a winner at this game,

I admire you with love and grace,
Your so strong and brave and true,
I wish that I could bottle that,
And name it after you,

It would be called Linda B,
A bottleful of hope,
I wish I could take your fighting spirit,
And make it into soap,

To share and give to all the world,
So they could rise like you,
And have the strength and attitude,
That you have so true,

You are an inspiration,
That's from my heart to you,
Your such a beautiful woman,
I'm so proud to know you.
Tina ford May 2015
She's such an elegant lady,
Her walk defines her well,
She speaks with such intelligence,
I know her very well,

She tells great stories of her youth,
I could listen all day long,
She's interesting and very unique,
Just like a classical song,

She travels all around the world,
And learns from cultures new,
She takes all things in her stride,
I wish you knew her to,

I appreciate all her company,
It's seldom we meet that's true,
And so I write this poem for her,
Just to say, thanks for being you.
Tina ford May 2015
You forgot your umbrella,
And it's raining outside,
I hope you find shelter,
To keep yourself dry,

You forgot your overcoat,
And it's cold out there,
I hope you find warmth,
Somehow somewhere,

You forgot your wedding ring,
It's here on the side,
You forgot to take me,
The day you died,
Tina ford May 2015
Like a train,
Your running through my brain,
Driving me insane,
Fast on track,
No turning back,
I hear the click clack,
Your love is whack,
Keep the speed,
For you I greed,
Your love indeed,
No sharp turn,
For your love I burn,
Emotions churn,
Like a train,
Running through my brain,
Driving me insane,
Take me back again,
Again and again and again.
Tina ford May 2015
Like a leaf I float on the wind,
Not knowing where I'll go,
I never stay long enough,
To watch the seeds I sow,

Like a leaf I flutter in the air,
Not knowing if I'll land,
If you can try to catch me,
Please hold me in your hand,

Like a leaf laying on the floor,
Without the wind I'll die,
So keep the wind blowing,
So I float into the sky,

Like a leaf being born on the tree,
I grow and grow each day,
I watch, I learn I follow you,
Wherever the wind may play.
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