Happy New Year!

source Here we sit Amidst the snow Watch the lights A brilliant show Hopeful moment Dropping ball Another new year Changes fall Passing time From day to day In a moment All can change Seems yesterday 'twas years ago Fleeting moments In a row Another new year Has been spent More resolutions Came and went Some realized Some not so much Some left behind Amidst the dust Guess tomorrow We'll be here again Ringing in 2010 So today Wish you the best A new year better Than all the rest My dearest friends Auld lang syne Happy New Year... 2009! —Michele Cameron Drew Copyright ©2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

Christmas Tense

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As I linger,

At the lights,

That represent the birth,

Of the blessed one.

I remember Christmas past,

Five generations wrapped around,

A great firtree, filled with light,

Exchanging gifts on the,

Anniversary of his birth.

I remember all that was good.

The light that grew in my heart,

As each year passed and,

He became so important to me.

I remember the warmth and love,

In that room.

The smiles, the happiness,

Of a family.

As years went by the faces changed...

Some were lost, others were new,

But that feeling always the same.

I look deeper into the lights,

At Christmas present,

I see children happy, a small group,

Santa has come.

But the decorations have withered,

Grown old, and commercialism has,

Taken grace away from this day.

My feelings remain the same.

They cannot take my faith from me,

Praise the Lord.

Deeper still I look..

At Christmas Future.

A large clan being merry,

As I think back of old days,

Of friends, Of you.

I need not think of you,

For you are there with me.

As you are now, if only...

In my heart.

Whatever tense of time,

You have been, and always will be,

Right here beside me,

In your home...

In my heart.

Merry Christmas...

-Angel

An Abstract Battle

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You read my book of life,

As if it were a novel.

As if the moments,

Should be contiguous

As is the progression of a life,

But they are not.

Missing sections,

Jumping from a single chapter,

To a dozen later,

And then back again.

In a single stanza,

The years an abstract battle,

Of confusion to unravel.

Each post in fragments scattered,

Each page a story of its own,
Each stanza a song in its own right.

My world... my life...

Each moment buried,
Like a forgotten jewel,

In the mine that is my mind,

In remembrance,

For all time.

—Michele Cameron Drew

A Different World

source Quill and parchment Of antiquity What used to be The artist's tools Laptop, Google And desktop space A whole new face Contemporary jewels A deepening contrast Exhibited today It's not the way We learned in school A different world Not to complain But they have changed All of the rules —Michele Cameron Drew     Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

Full Circle

The man in my heart is one to behold, He has taught me to live again, That love can be true, That it's safe to trust another human heart, And that it's not a crime to be human myself. From the pain of torment and abuse, I have come full circle. I can now live and love again, I am free to be who I am, And spread my wings to fly. And when I spread my wings, I will not fly far, For I have built my nest, my home, Right here in his arms, And here I will remain...                —Michele Cameron Drew

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In an Hour of Darkness

source In an hour of darkness, Held hostage in the past, A victim of my very soul, Places I could never take you, Came rushing back to haunt me, And left darkness in the road. I knew that someday, I would be returning, To face that darkness once again. But I was not alone this time, For you felt my teardrops, As they whispered on the wind. You listened to my heart, And like a beacon in the dark, You were the torch that lit the way. Then you led me through your eyes, To places I could never find, And released me from the pain. Those once haunting ghosts, That were pulling me so close, Are now vanquished from the night. And as the darkness folds, I have come back home, And can finally see the light. And in the light of day, I still can see your face, But everything's anew. As beyond the night we grow, I hope you'll always know, How much.. is thanks to you. —Michele Cameron Drew Copyright ©2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.