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Silent, wide-eyed and frightened Afraid to look left Afraid to look right Afraid they are laughing At me.
Hide under hair! Hair in my eyes Protecting me The wind blows it aside And I'm bare for the world to see
Scared and afraid, with eyes watching EVERYWHERE! Hide, Hide, HIDE!!! Where? WHERE can I hide??? Away- with no one to laugh Stare, admire or put me on a pedestal.
AWAY, Away, away, Please, away? Please help me? So lost – IT so big And I so small….
Invitation
"Come to Me" Enveloped the woman-child Surrounded, re-echoed within her Gently, intrinsically.
She was sad As she recalled And while she cried, Yet didn't seek or go.
Surrounded with loss She hurt from within "Come to Me" Echoing and re-echoing deeply.
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Marijo Phelps was saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of
professing atheism into His loving arms. She lives with her husband in
the middle of a mountain meadow. She is wanting to spread the good news
about His redemptive plan for our lives through written media. Her name
is pronounced Mary Jo (her dad got cute with the spelling of it). She
was an RN for 23+ years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst
for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. She had her first poem
published when she was four years old (her mom might have had more than
a little to do with that!) She has been writing ever since. You can find more of her
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