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I’d fly on white wings,

one of joy

one of sorrow

balanced

on crosswinds

above

and below

to mate

in mid-flight

with a prayer.

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(c) 1990, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright

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(A re-post from 2011)

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My thoughts and condolences are with Santa Fe, Texas today, and with all those affected by this most recent school shooting. When will it stop?

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Be there in our dreams, Love,

hold us in our waking,

be close when we dance with joy

and when our hearts are aching.

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Love, be in the gifts we give

and in those we receive,

be there when the white dove lights

and when he takes his leave.

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Be there when the tide comes in

and when it’s flowing out,

Love be near us in our faith

and nearer when we doubt.

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Be there when the moon is waxing,

stay close when it wanes,

Love, be in our song’s first measure

and its last refrain.

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(c) 2003, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright

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Wishing everyone a peaceful, hopeful, light-filled, New Year!

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When morning woke in silence

and you heard naught but a prayer,

when the earth was scented misty

came a tightness in the air.

And soon the winds came hammering

from sea and onto land

giving chase to charcoal rain

and knocking down what couldn’t stand

the battering and beating

and the gusting of the gale

as steeples fell, and great old trees

splintered in its trail.

By evening the tempest waned,

the storm released the air

as darkness draped the silence

and you heard naught but a prayer.

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(c) 1993, 2016 Betty Hayes Albright

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Be there in our dreams, oh Love,Cascading Stream under Sunlight in Forest

be there in our waking,

be there when we dance with joy

and when our hearts are aching.

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Love, be in the gifts we give

and in those we receive,

be there when the white dove lights

and when he takes his leave.

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Be there when the tide comes in

and when the tide flows out,

Love be near us in our faith

and nearer when we doubt.

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Be there when the moon is waxing,

stay close when it wanes,

Love, be in our song’s first measure

and its last refrain.

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(c) 2003, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright  (corrected date – 2003, not 1993) (I need new glasses?)

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Dove – 2011 posting

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I’d fly on white wings,2doves

one of joy

one of sorrow

balanced

on crosswinds

above

and below

to mate

in mid-flight

with a prayer.

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(c) 1990, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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