Walls

A lifetime building walls

Every hurt was a brick

Every unshed tear gave weight to the mortar

Then there were sunny days, filled with smiles

The sunshine felt good, warming the walls

Solidifying the mortar

Tides ebbed and flowed and the moon cycled

The wall declined as

The mortar began to decay and

The unyielding brick began to crumble

Cracks begin to form, leaving some spaces

And life took root.

The roots took hold and the greenery grew

The leaves were friends

Friends showing me how to reach

For the sunshine and the rain

To use it all, to cover the wall

And then it happened.

I gave the leaves all I had

Every ounce, every smile, every tear

It was all I had, yet it was somehow not enough

The leaves withdrew, nourished no more

They shriveled and left only the wall

And the pain, the unshed tears and questions.

Now, once more, there is only the wall

And a lifetime ahead to finish the building

Stronger, taller, better tended in the shade

No cracks, no chance for something new

To take hold and develop for the brick is strong

And the mortar shaped by a flood of unshed tears.

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Wow, I liked that. I relate to it a lot.

I know that things have not been easy…you do still have lots of friends here. And walls serve their purpose also, you know.

March 22, 2001

This hit me really deep, felt like my lifestory or something…

I actually gasped when I saw you in bold on my faves list. I thought you were gone forever! Hooray for comebacks! 🙂

shed the tears..mix the mortar..and know we all care about you very very much, SW..welcome back.;) ((HUGS))

It’s springtime. Maybe the leaves will return? 🙂

March 23, 2001

::Peering over the top of the wall:: Hey! I have one just like this! ::climbing over and making myself at home:: Looks familiar, dear SW. With a warm hug…

Beautiful and sad, and prompting me to offer you dynamite to blow up those walls. Maybe your life doesn’t really need them, or maybe they shouldn’t be so high, so the light can get through to you; the light, the leaves, the world full of people who care about you, and you KNOW that we at OD do care about you. 🙂 Shalom,

March 23, 2001

Um.. ow?

March 23, 2001

Yes, the walls are for learning from until you can make it without them. A big hug to you, dear SW. I thought my wall would be the only intimate friend for many years. But someone or something had other plans. Recoup, regroup, and redeploy. Love,

Hugs and ribbits. We’re meeting asha for lunch sunday by april fools day. 🙂 I won’t be making a DAiry Master, but i’ll get you an ice cream or other dairy product. Of course you are welcome!

BBe
March 23, 2001

Your strength shines through here, SW. 🙂

Hey you!! Happy to see you…welcome back! As mentioned by little miss froglette: will you come to The April Fool’s Breakfast with us (no foolin’…we’re gonna eat about it!)? If you will, write me and I’ll send details. ~:)

Wow. that is an awesome piece of work, beautifully written. I relate. so glad you are back and writing again

Heartfelt… and touching. Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back. Oh, that’s Kotter. Okay, well good to have you here anyway. Set a spell, then when you’ve rested up, c’mon over! The coffee’s on.

Once again your words have led me to deep contemplation. Beautifully written SW. Maybe the best we can do in life is to keep our walls from crumbling and to work so that they are strong enough for others to lean against when they are weary. I miss reading your entries, but I certainly am not a chaste example to follow, lol. Take care.

Hey SW! Long time no see! You know you could pull a Tom Sawyer building that wall, make it look real fun, and everyone that walks by will want to help! Be Well!

I hope there are doors in taht wall to let your friends in? We’re still here for you, hon! Welcome back. Hugz

I’m very involved in the series right now, but arrgghh, I can’t find #6 anywhere in the library, and none of my friends have it! What am I gonna do??

How did this entry sneak in here??? I’m in agreement with Torin … hopping the wall and saying Hi.

i hope your return means that there is a chink in the wall somewhere…i know i missed you…

Can I climb over the wall too? I don’t want to be left all alone out here when everyone else does…

Mns
March 26, 2001

thought provoking words here….

WOW !!!!!! cali