Poetry Series
Florence Stepney
- poems -
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Florence Stepney (6-8-77)
Florence Denice Stepney was born, raised, and still resides in Philadelphia.
Poetry has been an outlet for her creativity since she was about 7 years old.
She is the mother of three daughters.
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Lost and Found
For so long my heart was trapped in darkness,
My soul was filled with pain,
No one will ever know my sorrow,
It just felt like there would be no tomorrow.
Then one day you were lurking,
In the deep shadows of my mind,
I asked myself why I felt so lost,
Was it You I was meant to find?
I watch You from a distance,
Yet Your presence was is clear,
To me You are a mystery,
You are so far away,
Yet so very near.
Now You are always with me,
Of that fact I'm sure,
I am safe in Your presence,
Forever more.
My God You found me,
When I had no hope of being found,
My heart and soul rejoice now,
The darkness is no more around.
Florence Stepney
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Natural Occurances
Tears fall like morning dew,
Not once but twice I am losing you,
You are like the air I breathe.
And I crave each breath more and more.
To touch you was to lay in the tall grass,
On a warm summer day,
I laid there drinking in all of your beauty.
Now I'm tasting the bitterness of my tears,
Falling like morning dew,
My air supply is no more,
And I lay shameless in the dead of the winter,
Waiting for the tall grass to come again.
It's the same old thing
Happening to us once again.
Florence Stepney
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The Light In The Darkness
Shades of darkness obstruct my view,
What once seemed old is once again new.
I thought I was in the light for a while
There is someone with me in the darkness
In his word I can almost hear him smile
I am trapped in a Hell that I created myself
It's too late to escape
Or blame anyone else
Yet somewhere I see light peeking down at me
But the darkness is so vast
Surrounding me
Escape seems like a dream long past
My decisions of old may be my last.
The tiny ray of light seems so strong
It makes me wonder
Do I have the strength to move on?
Florence Stepney
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To My Daughters
You are destined for greatness,
Yet you do not even know,
You have such passionate feelings,
Yet you never let them show.
I carried you in my womb,
And now I watch you grow,
Soon will come the time,
When I have to let you go,
I have always loved you,
How much you may never know,
I have always been so proud of you,
But my foolish pride won't let it show,
You are so beautiful,
Yet it to you it seems unknown,
Your endless wit can be a gift or a curse,
Use it carefully when you are grown.
I'm sorry for not being the mother you may have always wanted,
I raised you to be everything that I am not,
Only because I want the best for you,
So you don't have the life I've got.
Just know that I've always loved you,
My precious daughters- I always will,
And when it is my time to depart,
I will love you still.
Florence Stepney
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When I Was Alone
The wind whispers sweet nothings in my ear,
The rain pours down on my head slowly,
Even God sheds an occsional tear.
The body becomes weak,
The mind stays strong,
Lord I am tired,
I can't stand alone for too long,
And then I realize that I am not alone,
God's always been with me,
But I'm just too stubborn to go home,
Just too stubborn to go home.
Life is like a river,
Flowing into death's eternal sea,
Yet I am sure that even though it may be time,
There's still life left for me,
There's still life left for me.
I have been many things in this life,
And I regret not one,
God alone can judge me,
When my time has come.
Florence Stepney
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