SADNESS CREEPING
A sadness is creeping over me, some part of me has passed away,
There is something missing in my life I’ve had for many a day,
The desire to write poetry seemed to have diminished somehow,
A big part of my life seems to have left me awhile right now.

Maybe my ideas are extinguished and I need new things to see,
New adventures and new people to meet that may enable me
To once again be inspired to write and lots of poetry flow
From my heart and mind, once again my gratitude show.

My heart feels kind of empty, a feeling I don’t understand
It is as though a light has dimmed over this glorious land,
Maybe I’m just over tired, or I maybe quite sick or unwell,
All I want is the feeling to pass, with myself in harmony dwell.

I will pray with all my heart that my talent will again return,
That my mind and heart will once again want to always yearn
To write of God’s goodness and the joys that nature brings,
And to be able to thank Him in verse for the birds that sing.

Come back precious gift given from a loving God above,
Let me sing Thy praises and let me tell Thee of my love
That flows from within me for the bounteous gifts each day,
For I am not me if the gift of poetry does not come my way.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 10 May 2004