Recapturing Beauty Of Old Writings - Round 5

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Today on this beautiful but yet cloudy cool day I am here to share with you my round 5 of recapturing beauty of poetry. I hope y'all do enjoy your read here today and the pictures I have shared with you as well. Have an amazing weekend my fellow steemers:)

Y'all are amazing
Steem on my Fellow Steemers;)

Photo Taken By Kelly Clegg

Country Boi’ s World
I don't have much;
I don't have fancy cars
Or millions chillin in the
Bank. In this country boi's
World we have all rooms
Filled, mama's home
Cooking lingering, and
Kids running ramped
Through every corner of
This place we all call
Home. Filled with
Nothing but love; in this
Country boi's world you
Will find mud upon my
Boots, oil upon my skin,
And the impact of a
Long day presented upon
My weary hands. Within
This country boi's world;
We find old back roads
To entertain, tailgating
Is in our blood, and
Bonfires brings love to a
Whole new level. Beers
Lay cold on ice while
Thoughts of wanting to
Show you this country boi’s
World racing through me
Like the fire chasing it's
Shadow upon the moonlit
Ground tonight.

By Kelly Clegg
6/7/17
21:16:24

Photo Taken By Kelly Clegg

Crystal Black Fur
From day one I knew my life was
forever changed by you.
Your companionship is the steel that
holds me up when all is falling.

The way you stand high and proud in my
presents makes me proud.
But proud could never be good enough for
what you have given me.

Your honor, trust, loyalty, and most of
all understanding me, gives me the strength
to face what life may throw my way.

Never have you given up or turned away,
always standing strong with that crystal
black fur shining bright.

You're the best gift that anyone could
ask for, and I am honored with your
presents upon my heart.

I take this journey with your paw prints
guiding my path and remind myself
I am never alone.
By Kelly Clegg
4/25/13 - 7:28pm

Photo Take By Kelly Clegg

Darkest Days
On our darkest days we feel empty.
Looking to the ground as if there
Is no beauty left in the world.

Feelings of being alone begin cycling
Through our minds like a lullaby
Waiting to be sung in the moonlight
Of tomorrow.

Better days are to come, but
yet our vision for truth is clouded
by that of Despair.

Standing high as if the world is
nowhere near, but yet the weight
is felt upon our shoulders within our darkest
Moments of life.

Falling to the ground Is a moment
of truth that hits within the heart of hearts.
Picking ourselves up seems to be but a
Distant act of heroism.

You’re never alone during these
darkest hours of time. With one blink
there is always a helping hand waiting
to be held.

Grabbing hold, picking ourselves back
up from this nightmare waiting to
be played out. Facing the darkest
fears we never thought to be true.

For we are as strong as we allow
Ourselves to be. Only we can stand
In the way of true happiness.
By Kelly Clegg
05/02/13 - 8:20pm