For centuries people have sought to define
The meanings of words with emotional pries
Seeking some adequate stirring with in
To define such occurrences of knowing a thing
Such as a comfort when around them unkindness
Offers the harsh reality of confinements
From wanting, needing practical consignments
To ease an unpleasant sequence of circumstance
We reach out to others with hope for understanding
Our inner self needing a rest from the demanding
Issues of thoughtless unwanted abandoning
That resides inside our experiences planting
Ideas of what would be or could be obtained
Without all the hardships that frequently complain
Why we're not good enough why we're unworth
More of a decent life available on earth
To each living person on their day of birth
Needing an abundance of solace sweet mirth's
To cradle them closely accepting them wholly
Without the applications of being used solely
For the causes around them daring them boldly
Pulling then pushing them through a controlling
To first be one thing then change into another
Forsaking the inner child's needs to discover
Unconditional love always present from others
Safely protecting them from perpetual bothers
In blankets of caring, calm tender caresses
Alleviating their lives from momentous stresses
Wrapped securely in arms without objectives
Given time to learn without consequences
That burden their minds wearies their souls
Steals their childhoods retaliates and scolds
Their imaginations from being alive to unfold
How special life is where if love is known
Growing, learning, accepting, delegating
Reasoning, applying, balancing, regulating
A firm foundation on which while regaling
Unbiased information is foremost in expanding
Of emotional wellness that correlates with healing
The bodies that carries the souls that are dealing
With dreams of living well experiencing feelings
Without the pitfalls threatening and stealing
Any true living of good in their lives
That grows, endures, overcomes and survives
To testify presently that what was contrived
Was worth more than any man made disguise
Revealing an honest example of how to live
Each day our best compliments to fully give
Without being strained or shook though a sieve
Looking through mirrors of what factually exists
Jade Jaspers
Friday, December 7, 2018
Factual
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Jade Jaspers,
Poet
Not every writer writes for fame and fortune. As a matter of fact that class of people is a reserved group of people none of the rest of the world's simple word users will ever be able to liken ourselves to. Then again, that was never the idea when most people first began writing. It was something we were taught, something we learned, something we were instructed to use through out our lives to sort out ideas and follow a pattern of thinking that would lead us to communicating with our own thoughts in a healthier way.