Frances says: I like this poem because it reminds me to focus on the everyday beauty of ordinary things like the sun rising every morning and setting every evening . When I'm feeling very anxious about the future I say to myself "Everything is going to be OK in the end, and if it's not OK, it's not the end". That really helps me.
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Everything Is Going to Be All Right
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Valerie says : This poem was written by my friend Janet and sent to me in the first Lockdown . It cheered me up when missing my family and friends.
Try this for sighs by JD Nicholson - Lailey (2020) We must shun everyone; not much fun. All alone; mustn’t moan. Got my phone. When will it end? Call a friend; just press ‘send’. Let them come to my room, via Zoom. Propose a feast, invite a guest – ten at least! Plan a menu, choose a venue, when the end’s due. To soothe and heal enjoy what’s real, a song, a meal.... Though we’re fractious, nature will patch us, love will catch us. Life is testing but birds are nesting. Children play as best they may through a long day. Not much scope; adapt and cope, wait in hope. Help each other, father, mother, sister, brother. We may sigh for days gone by, we will cry for those who leave. We must grieve. But also live! Let us thrive and survive. Clouds do not last. This too shall pass Lesley wrote "Like a lot of people, my fantasy is that we will wake up one day and this pandemic will have ended, and we can run out into the street and hug each other. Of course, I know that is not true - it won't happen overnight. This poem makes me see the beauty in imperceptible changes. I think it could be applied to the experience of recovering from any major trauma. It is a wonderful expression of hope."
Giraffe by Bryony Littlefair When you feel better from this — and you will — it will be quiet and unremarkable, like walking into the next room. It might sting a little, like warmth leaking into cold-numbed hands. When you feel better, it will be the slow clearing of static from the radio. It will be a film set when the director yells cut! When you feel better, you will take: a plastic spoon for your coffee foam, free chocolates from the gleaming oak reception desk, the bus on sunny days, your own sweet time. When you feel better, it will be like walking barefoot on cool, smooth planks of wood, still damp from last night’s rain. It will be the holy silence when the tap stops dripping. The moment a map finally starts to make sense. When you feel better, you will still suffer, but your sadness will be graspable, roadworthy, have handlebars. When you feel better, you will not always be happy, but when happiness does come, it will be long-legged, sun-dappled: a giraffe. |
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