A Poem For Me

Well I've asked permission from the beautiful Diana my bosoom friend and kindred spirit if I could re-write her poem here for the world to see and she has given me said permission. It is a beautiful poem and it was written for me to cheer me up and it did do that. It's not often I am the recipient of poetry being married to a techy as opposed to a literary genius, so when someone does take the time to write such beauty in my honour it touches me deeply. Especially when that someone is my true sister. She didn't include a title so I'll call it Dearest Anne since that was the message title.

Dearest Anne

It snowed today
Millions of tiny white clusters of snowflakes
My little one and I watched them as they
Whirled and danced outside her bedroom window.
Like a painting from a by-gone day
Piling one on top of the other
Burying the landscape in white beauty.

I thought of Anne today
And how she loves the snow
How she dreams of drifts that build up
Until the house is buried
How she would take the time to love
The way the snow has settled on each branch.

But today is not a dreamy snowdrift day for Anne,
Harsh and evil and black and dark
Are the things that bury her in her world
No sunlight glints sparkling off snow crystals.
Just whirling blackness, sucking her in and down.

And while I so desired to share a picture of beauty with her today
To remind her of past dreams and inspire her soul
Mine was merely to listen and grieve
Silently, so silently for what can words do?

Would that mine could pull her from the forces that bind her
The voices that tear at her
The evil that seeks to destroy and annihilate her.
Would that mine could heal her
and make her never have to fear again
The monsters at her door.

The snow collected on the window pane today,
Perfectly picturesque and perfectly pure.
As white as sins washed by His Blood
Beautiful and unmarred.
And I stopped to look and marvel
At the wonder of God's love.
And I dared to hope
That again, someday, Anne would see it too.


And I am sure that someday soon I will see it too, beautiful Diana. I thank-you.