Journey to success.
Is in the hand of oneself.
Change Today! Have Faith!

A strong protector
Loving and benevolent
My wonderful father

Drained of energy
Feeling old and decrepit
Need motivation
To climb out of this fatigue
Bringing rejuvenation.

An orb of bright light,
Angels gathering around.
Bringing reassurance,
To lost souls in transition.
Assisting them to heaven.

A meditation.
Spiritual pathway opens.
Embrace divine God.

Slipping stocking on silky smooth legs.
Wanting and yearning to turn people's heads.
Dressing up nice in a posh frock.
Knowing people will judge, people will mock.
Applying makeup like a pro,
But needing to keep the status quo.
Styling a wig to look like a girl.
Feeling the butterflies, head in a whirl.
Looking deep at the eyes reflected in the mirror.
Where is the man? can just see a glimmer.
Feeling for a moment that he does belong.
Takes a deep breath, tries to stay strong.
Feeling comfortable within his own skin.
Just slightly visible, hair growth on his chin.
He will not venture out as he's branded a freak.  
But really he's normal, maybe a bit weak.
For if he goes out people think he is guy.
He's just like me and you at the end of the day.
Some think he's bisexuality, it's really unfair.
He's just heterosexual with a little more flare.
All he's ever wanted, is to be accepted.
In this current decade still is rejected.
If you gave him a chance you'd see he's real nice.
His heart is so warm, not cold as ice.
He loves with his heart, is caring and tender.
Look deep within, he is only transgender.

Angel in heaven,
I need to thank thee. 
For your support and
watching over me.
I feel your presence, 
I sense your love. 
A divine spirit, 
Sent from up above.
I've seen you in dreams, 
And meditation. 
I know you are real, 
Not just my imagination. 
A pure white robe, 
Is what you wear.
A vision of beauty, 
With flowing brown hair. 
Piercing blue eyes, 
A gorgeous smile. 
Protected I sit, 
Chilling for a while. 
As I meditate, 
To find inner peace. 
Let my day wash away, 
Let my anguish cease. 
A symbolic gift of feathers, 
Each time you bring with you. 
Many a different colour, 
From yellow, red to blue. 
I enjoy your visits, 
Our energy blends. 
Forever you're with me, 
Until my life ends. 

Karen Wyld  -  25.03.2014

Just the other day my hubby made me a brew,
but it was cold when he brought it through.
It's not very often, don't know how I dare.
As I sent it back to the kitchen in despair!

Then I was laughing as he was quite mad,
but the dog started bouncing as he was glad.
See what he did with my cup of tea,
Is give it to the mutt to fill him with glee.

Beau the dog was then off his head,
Buzzing round the house instead of playing dead.
He usually finds a spot in the sun to lay,
I hoped he'd settle down, Oh I wished & did pray.

But the irony of this tale is that now the dog,
Has a tea addiction, oh please help me god!
As every time I sit down to drink my tea.
He jumps on my lap and tries to drink it with me.

Karen Wyld