I am the Willow

 

I am the Willow.

I bend to the will of the Wind.

He is satisfied that he has caused me to weep.

He does not know; I do not break.

His lack of understanding comprehends not;

I am renewed from a depth he will never come to know.

 

Encouragement I gain from the nearby stream as she whispers;

“You are loved.”

The gentle embrace of the cleansing rain heals my wounds.

Even with the scars that remain, she comforts me with the wisdom;

“You are beautiful.”

The Robins build their nest in the shelter, which are my branches.

They sing a new song to my soul;

“You are needed.”

The sun rises, and light shines through the past darkness.

I recognized a new truth;

I am a survivor.

 

__Lauralynn Browning         

Fefe had twins on 3/8/13.

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It was a bright sunny day at 45 degrees, a beautiful day for the ewe to have her babies. She did well for her first time. She gave birth in the back pasture in the sun. By the time Richard found her at 4 in the afternoon, she had already had them clean, fed, and up walking.

Teddy Bear Tears

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There are times in a girl’s life when the only comfort she can find is under the covers, hugging her Teddy bear while she cries herself to sleep.