Emotional Winners

By Genevieve Votra

An emotional winner is a person who has made mistakes and learned from them. We talk things through and move on to become a better person.

Anyone can accomplish this if they want to. It's okay to show your feelings and emotions to one another as long as they don't hurt you or others. When being honest, it isn't necessary to use hurtful words. There's a way to say things without being unkind. Our words can scar those around us. Scars are hard to hide unless we cover them. This includes emotional scars as well as physical ones. Still there will be sensitivity in the scar. These poems show feelings about events in our lives. They also describe tangible things in our world around us.

We can make things beautiful when we say them poetically.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fulton Books, Inc.
• Release date: Dec 7, 2021
• ISBN: 9781637107652

Book preview

Lightening

Another great force that can do good

Often a force much misunderstood

It can hurt you it can kill you

To stand out in it you’d be a fool

Putting a needed ingredient into our ground

There the nitrogen can be found

Into the garden there we do sow

Making what’s planted fast to grow

More apt to be hit by a passing car

And maybe even a falling star

Into the earth it pounds and pounds

Then we hear thunder making its sound

It’s a beautiful thing to see in the night

To be awake and see such a sight

It shows some of the awesomeness

With which we’ve been blessed

Yes lightening can be a frightening thing

Causing some to cry others to sing

There’s no better time to spend together

Just holding hands and watching the weather

Ali and Bre

Two of the sweetest baby girls you ever did see

The names of these two sweeties are Ali and Bre

They bring greater joy than I’ve seen in a while

Not a day that goes by that they don’t make me smile

Two little girls with red locks of curl

They dance and run and even twirl

Never have I seen two more delightful

They are bright and sharp and even insightful

I try so hard not to be bragging

But inside my heart it keeps on nagging

They’re so precious and dear to me

I’m pretty sure they always will be

They play with their kitchen and then their dolls

Climb up into big chairs where they look so small

The gate in the doorway can hardly contain them

Investigating every place they have not been

Going to the garden in their stroller

One day they’ll be walking when they’re older

They’ll learn about planting and weeding and how to grow

Gramma will teach them just how to sew

They’ll be Daddy’s little helpers and Mommy’s too

So much to learn and so much to do

There’ll be the bike races around the big mill

Ali and Bre coming down the first hill

They sleep in the night beside one another

Without a big blanket and just a small cover

Their monk monks are right there too

For comfort and security they will do

Something New

Some people think they have nothing to spare

With all that they have they don’t even care

There are those who have nothing but terrible pain

I hold some accountable with much disdain

There are also those who hunger and thirst

That makes the deal seem even worse

They cry out in famine no relief in sight

Crying the children with all of their might

Those who have more could stand up and share

Cannot even imagine why they will not spare

My heart so does ache with all that we take

It’s like we don’t realize all that’s at stake

There will come a time when we all have to answer

No excuse will work with our Master

He sees all he knows all he pays all their dues

When it comes to our reckoning what will he see in you

It’s not so simple as going to hell

No life in the grave does there dwell

He’s a God of love so he does not torture

There will never be those who live in a fire

When he said to Adam to dust you return

There was no mention that you will burn

That thought never entered into his mind

You simply won’t be that’s the great fine

Black Sheep

It’s hard to know where I should go

I’ve been told some things but even so

It seems impossible for this to be

You’re such a good person it seems to me

You were beaten and abused at a very young age

Those acting like that should be in a cage

Your legs split wide open with a cord in hand

Who would do that what kind of a man

Not wishing to meet his every command

At fifteen years of age you took your stand

Kicked to the curb to grow on your own

So many wild seeds by you would be sown

You once told me your Dad taught you well

How to treat woman and put them through hell

A life full of drugs and alcohol and women

Through all of this you did not give in

The worst thing in your life came in two thousand and ten

Left for dead by the roadside cut and poisoned

Your tongue half cut out they left you there dying

Because to be good you were trying

It was only by chance you’re still alive

The cops just happened to be on a drive

They sounded alarm and called the rescue

So you are still with us and made anew

I think of all the things you have been through

Wondering why this conclusion they come to

I don’t see a black sheep in my mind’s eye

Only someone treated with cruelty and time

Light

When God said let there be light

Sun for the daytime and moon for night

Because there was darkness around the world

The waters were deep and in a swirl

The sun does cause an illumination all round

In twenty-four hours, it’s touched all the ground

The moon does make possible along with the stars

A light for all mankind to see where they are

Take care of the earth and make the plants grow

It will make you more seeds that you are to sow

The ground will yield plenty for all to be filled

It’ll be fertile to cultivate easy to till

The sun will warm you and also the soil

Work won’t be difficult you’ll not have to toil

I’ll give you great yields out of the ground

All that you grow will be nothing but sound

The light that I give will also inform you

Helping you see what I am too

This light will come from my power within

It’s Holy Spirit I have to give

There will be great knowledge to help you to see

What things are possible and can come to be

To be my children, you must be loyal

If you are not then it will be spoiled

For all generations, there is a great plan

Nothing can stop it, it’s meant to stand

Interruptions may come and disturb for a time

But my will is forever and oh so sublime

Birds

Large and small, I love them in their flight

And on occasion there will be a fight

Most of the time, it’s complete cooperation

Forming their lines for migration

Searching for food on the ground

Often times, none can be found

Some in the air for their food, they search

Diving into the water, that’s on the earth

Much better fishers than you and me

It’s their great eyes that help them see

Into deep dark waters, they do dive

Up they come with food to survive

There are the flower pollinators too

Helping things grow for me and you