Could it be despair  that held me tight

in the wintry evening and the night

I could not see a way to  carry on

Everything  was wrong and I was done

 

I saw great blackness all around myself

I could not be restored, I had no health

I   had reached the end of seeking aid

God alone  knew all the coins were paid

 

  Inexplicable, the  golden light

That made a sweet shawl round me on that night

Impressing me with kindness and goodwill

Holding me until I had had my fill

 

Most sensuous, most tangled with love’s  grace

Surrounding me,  protecting my lost face

As if the arms of love were something real

That anyone  who knew this  must reveal

 

Only when we reach the very end

May the force of love on  us descend

 

Be creative when you go to bed
Wear  four  layers  of dresses and red socks
Wear pyjamas when you go in town
Wear your suit at night but  keep it locked

Nightdresses are  pretty   when demure
Covered in wild flowers and  ancient lace
Wear them to a party  with new shoes
Wear a little something on your face

In the bath, do wear a bathing suit
Maybe a bikini and red shoes
Someone stole the lock from off the door
It’s not  just me, the entire home’s bereaved

Wear a hat, a kippa or a veil
Wear suspenders, tights and bralets chaste
Wear ten nylon petticoats all blue
Wear a belt around your little waist

The rule we must remember is, do not
Wear appropriate clothing for the day
Wear it different.wear it with big spots
Make  your  others give you your own way

Spend your earnings at the betting shop
Win a race and then lose all you got
Drink red wine till alphabets  take writs
Shouting “Aleph Null” will hit the spot

If you are   prophet, take great care
Jeremiah spoke in mountain air
Why are you not here with angels fair?
Be creative, do it if you dare!

https://www.patheos.com/blogs/formerlyfundie/10-signs-youre-actually-following-trumpianity-instead-of-christianity/

 

“10. You spent 8 years criticizing every move of Obama, but the minute Trump was sworn in you started telling everyone that “Christians should respect the president” and that being “divisive” is a sin.

Remember the you of two years ago? That’s okay, because I do– and you certainly didn’t seem to believe that Christians should “respect the president” or that being politically divisive was any sort of sin.

Here I am recalling you taught me that, “sin is always sin” and doesn’t change just because culture changes. Huh!”

As we women get older and especially if we have thyroid problems our  body hair gets less.So throw out razors for body hair, rollers for your head hair.

Throw out those   powder compacts and magnifying mirrors.

Why, we may not need a deodorant.Let’s go natural!

Keep a comb and any pleasant au de toilette but don’t wear Poison or Wicked Perfume

Glare at your old passport photos where your hair is like a  princess’s and think how little we knew how  beautiful we were.Never mind.God is impervious to beauty of the body.

Throw out medicines. paracetomols 10 years old, face cream 20 years old .I did and look at me ! Or maybe do not look at me!

The sun was hot, the air was soft like Spring air.I was walking down the road in the town when I  heard someone running  after me who called my name
Suddenly a beautiful ,young woman with a lively  face was standing by my side.We had met 6 months ago having coffee and  we had had a very interesting discussion about life,teaching, poetry,everything.Since then I had not seen her.
So I found it very  touching that she remembered me and wanted to talk to me.The sun shone and the birds sang and we had a good talk.What chance had brought us together again? Seems like it was a piece of good luck