BELONGING
By Linda Wigzell Cress
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Was it a twisted sense of loyalty
That made me linger far too long?
Or a fear of not belonging
That kept me when I should have gone?
Is independence now surrendered
In favour of security?
Should I have held on to my freedom,
Not opted for stability?
‘It’s not too late, you still could stop it’
He says in such a gentle voice
I close my eyes and answer quietly
‘No Dad, I have made my choice’.
What is this thing called love? I ponder
As we walk slowly down the aisle.
Then I see such joy, respect and wonder
And lose all doubts in my man’s smile.
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great interpretation of the
great interpretation of the IP - well done!
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This works so well with the
This works so well with the theme. All those doubts and feelings...
I really liked the way you worked this round, Linda.
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this is a lovely presentation
this is a lovely presentation of the nervousness of that committment, with a delightful last couple of lines. Rhiannon
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There's a nice gentle rhythm
There's a nice gentle rhythm to this and lovely depiction of the choice. I've never walked down the aisle, so don't know that nervousness but I liked the happy ending!
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Oh, Linda,
Oh, Linda,
You haven't lost your touch. This is wonderful and so true for so many as they walk down the aisle.Then to end it by telling your readers it was the right decision is so uplifting and leaves this reader feeling satisfied.
Moya
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