Rosi Caswell

Beware the Welsh dragon,

He huffs and he puffs,
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Cool blessed sanctuary, furnished by me, and occupied by me.
My sacred space, my meditation room, my inspiration,
My relaxation, my protector, corrector, and friend.
My bedroom stands for me alone;
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On earth exists a paradise
Beyond an animal's eyes it lies.
That pure fresh love so uncorrupt.
Conversations they never interrupt.
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Feed me ‘til my belly's full.
Please understand me too.
Know that all I'll ever wish,
Is just to be with you.
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I walk down the road
And what do I see?
A Calico cat is
looking at me.
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Precious rare and coveted

Carrying the unique shimmering Black Energy,
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She's full tonight, the diamond Queen
In dazzling robes enfold.
Through Universes near and far,
All creatures, her behold.
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I mourn for you for the light that is,
And the life that will never be.
For the baby girl so wanted and loved,
Will never sit on my knee.
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Hecate, Goddess of darkness,

Queen of the night.
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You taught me Dad, from when so young,
To always persevere.
If at first you don't succeed
You'd murmur in my ear.
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If I was an engineer
A lawyer or a doc.
A musician or a poet
My salary would be top.
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If you're lucky enough to be Irish
Then you're lucky enough they say.
I count my Irish blessings,
As I breathe the air each day.
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When I was young, you told me
That the pen was mightier than the sword.
‘Twas from those days I do believe
You showed me the power of written word.
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They don't judge, these animals
With four legs, fur and tail.
Nor yet the fish within the sea,
With flippers who set sail,
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Mysterious lady, mysterious one
Who are the demons from which you run?
Look into your heart and into your soul.
See just what it takes to make you feel whole.
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I'll never dare to love again,
As I have loved you dear.
The price of pain I've had to live,
Has cost me far and near.
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There are many types of courage
On the complicated circle of life.
For some it appears to flow easily,
Without stress, trauma and strife.
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Trudging through the snow
In the cold and dark of night,
With fairy crystals hanging from boughs
And hedges groaning ‘neath shroud of white.
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Remember me? Remember me?

From ages long since gone.
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The greatest battles since days of old,

We hear the stories now and then,
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