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    So Far . . .: Poems By
    So Far . . .: Poems By
    So Far . . .: Poems By
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    So Far . . .: Poems By

    By Donnette D. Wheelock

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    This book of poetry winds its way through lifes experiences and relationships, taking the reader down a path filled with quiet moments, joyfulness, struggles, and deeply-felt emotions. As you join in the journey, you will feel a range of emotions, picture yourself in similar situations, recognize your own strengths, and find hope to continue walking the path. We are on this journey together, and each of us has come so far . . .
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateFeb 2, 2011
    ISBN9781450279109
    So Far . . .: Poems By
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    Donnette D. Wheelock

    Donnette Wheelock has been fascinated with poetry since she was a child. She has read poetry and written her own poetry for years. She appreciates the succinct expression of deeply-felt emotion in poetry. Her writing styles vary. At times, she carefully crafts a poem, revising and editing, to get the words just right. Other times, the words come to her unexpectedly, and the poem arrives nearly fully-formed. Whether these poems come from within her, from the universe, or from divine inspiration, she believes her poetry is the pronunciation of her heart. When she was a teacher, she incorporated poetry into all grade levels and subjects she taught. She currently owns and operates a small business with her husband and resides in Mankato, Minnesota, surrounded by far-reaching farm fields, softly-winding rivers, and the natural beauty that is often her inspiration.

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      Book preview

      So Far . . . - Donnette D. Wheelock

      Contents

      Creating

      Joy

      Twirkling

      The Voice

      These Words

      Self

      Climbing

      The Hands of God

      Aloneness

      My Feet

      Shadow

      The Lesson

      A Child

      Days of December

      Break of Dawn

      Love and Loss

      Carousel

      Fire

      The Clouds Roll In

      The Birch

      Parsimonious

      Dementia

      To a Young Man Dying

      Grief

      Friends

      Butterfly

      The Journey

      Sister

      Tapestry

      Keeper of the Clock

      Kawi

      Coffee Cup Counsel

      Rising

      The Sower of Seeds

      Remembering

      Mrs. Froelke

      Silent Tears and Sirens

      Grandma

      A Teacher’s Prayer

      Tomorrow

      A Bittersweet Day

      For Mom

      For Dad

      Acknowledgments

      Thanks to my friends and family who have made my experiences richer through your presence in my life. You are the inspiration for my writing. May you find reflections of yourselves in these words.

      Creating

      Joy

      I don’t want to waste the joy, she simply said.

      How many times had I done just that,

      ignoring the essence of a beautiful moment,

      complicating it with worries and fears,

      squandering all it offered.

      I don’t want to waste the joy either, I agreed,

      as I mindfully made a mental note to henceforth revel in those

      glorious, glittering moments

      as they dance through my life,

      filling my days with light, love, and gratitude.

      Twirkling

      (For Molly, Peggy and Shannon)

      I called it twirkling, and she asked what it was.

      It is laughing inside and out and knowing how to live.

      It’s ice-skating after the huff-puff of shoveling,

      blue eyes and pink cheeks peering from wooly scarves.

      It’s letting the child in me run out on the playground every now and then before I enter the real world of self-control and stifled children.

      It’s loving and caring

      and realizing that without these things,

      life is nothing.

      It’s a talk with a child who asks, Are you an adult now?

      and the reply, No, I’m just a big kid.

      It’s giving all I can possibly give because I want to.

      Often the smallest effort on my part opens up someone else’s

      world of dreams and brings her one star closer to the heavens.

      Wouldn’t it be great to say that I helped someone touch a star and

      if she couldn’t hold on, I’d be right there to catch her

      and hand her

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