Hanging in here..

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l am giver, never a leaver
I am sister, never a sibling
I am leader, rarely a follower

l am keeper, never a deserter
I am teacher, never a preacher
I am listener, always a shoulder

l am worker, never a shirker
I am stayer, never a faker
I am sayer, always a friend

I am sinner, sometimes a player
I am hoper, never a runner
I am singer, always a song


I am a believer, never a no hoper
I am lover, never a hater
I am woman, always a warrior

Sara x

Comments

  1. Rock Chef2:23 pm, December 17, 2010

    That is brilliant - and all true from what I know of you!

    Except for the sinner and player bit - surely not ;-)

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  2. Saz2:30 pm, December 17, 2010

    Rock Chef...aren't we al little bit, sometimes.me not in a big way!!

    saz x

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  3. Stephen Parrish3:16 pm, December 17, 2010

    Nice. I like you.

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  4. Daryl4:13 pm, December 17, 2010

    What a fabulous lyric .. poem .. you are SAZ!

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  5. Moannie6:10 pm, December 17, 2010

    Oh yes! All of that and more. XXX

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  6. mycuriousteaparty9:22 pm, December 17, 2010

    This is wonderful..Inspired

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  7. Anonymous11:35 pm, December 17, 2010

    I love your poem and the photo that goes with it.

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  8. Joanna Jenkins11:43 pm, December 17, 2010

    Very nice job. I wish more people were like you.
    Merry Christmas, jj

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  9. Leslie:11:50 pm, December 17, 2010

    Love this...me, too! your words?

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  10. Ryan1:21 am, December 18, 2010

    Nicely written, merry Christmas when it arrives.

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  11. scrappysue10:39 am, December 18, 2010

    you are a poet, and don't we know it :)

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  12. Shrinky1:34 pm, December 18, 2010

    What powerful words, proud and brave, I simply love this! I think this poem is a great reflection of the wonderful woman you are - bravo, bonny lass!

    Hope you have a wonderfully Merry Christmas!

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  13. Maggie May10:49 pm, December 18, 2010

    Those are many attributes to have.
    You are a strong lady.
    Lovely poem.
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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  14. Woman in a Window12:32 am, December 20, 2010

    Warrior indeed. With much goodness in your quiver.

    xo
    erin

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Take the weight of your feet, draw up a chair and pour yourself a cuppa. Leave your troubles at the door and together we shall ride out the storms.


Saz x

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