I never understood why my mum was to tired,
I often wondered why she fell asleep in front of the fire.

I could never understand why she yelled all the time,
why I occupied the naughty step; I claimed it as mine.

She always seemed in deep disrepair,
and seemed only always when I was there.

But she looked after me, and fed me,
made sure I was fine.

And I only understood my mother,
in the fullness of time.

I am now a mother and always tired,
kids in bed, I fall asleep in front of the fire.

I have yelled and naughty stepped my kids for sure,
more times than I can remember and still they want more.

But I love them and care for them,
and make sure they are safe.

And when they have kids and they are just fine,
they will understand me in the fullness of time.

Sheila..

It's rather easy to
shine in the light,
But to glow in the dark
that's just magic!

Keep the light in your soul
and then the dark
won't seem so scary....**

Sheila..

When you spend so long living in the dark
You'll do anything to run towards the faintest light
Being a big size is miserable
Always in pain..

Can't do anything on your own
When pain has destroyed your life
And made living imposable
It can take something just as painful to restore it.

Sheila..

The glass lake’s surface is broken
All reflection is splintered by waves
Blackness and menace take over the sky
Bullying blue composure away

As clouds fight and argue for dominance
Thunderous exchanges are made
And stabs of white spear lightning
Attack the silent innocent trees

The force of nature ever more intense
Begins to pummel the surface
Of the once glass like lake
Forcing the trees to bend under it's will

Glass lake of tranquility unmoving
Now peppered with dark charcoal dust
The eagles though cautious return to their game
Cloudless sky, clear of nightmare once again

Sheila