Janice M Pickett Biography

Tracing all those tears that have flowed
has taken years of searching and mind analysis
The times my father hit my mother
The times Mum just didn’t come home
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There's a fairy at the bottom of my garden
she flits in and out of my flowers
I can sit on the step here
and watch her
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Thunder, followed by the harsh adrenalin rush
As lightening illuminates the unsuspecting
fragments of shattered nerves.
The spinning feeling which sets the unbalanced pivot
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Not all pain is bad
like birth pains when having my children
that pain was good
Not all tears are sad
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Sweet breath of an angel
In perfect harmony and peace
As you glory in his presence
your rapture does increase
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