Juanita
Garcia Vera
THE MOURNING DOVES
The Mourning Doves
have nested
In places of my
Soul
Their claws are
steady scratching
The lining of my
eyes
To bleed a stream
Of sadness that
settled
Long ago
The light of Thee
A beacon
In clouded fog, I
see
While darkness
settled
Slowly
To block my eyes
From view
© Juanita Garcia Vera
All Rights Reserved JGV 2016
YOU ARE, THE SALT, THE
SEA
Water couldn’t
hurt
But, it does
Tears are precious
water
The sea and ocean
filled
Powerful waves
Taking me under
And when I’m gone
A sea of salt
Will rest in me
Preserving the
memories
In congealed heart
Broken pieces
That seep life
slowly
Into the warming
sand
Basking in the Sun
I am with Thee
YOU are the salt,
the sea
The tears of
clouds
That let me see
In Thee,
I rest my worries,
My sorrows,
All my tomorrows
My dreams, my love
In Thy word
I rest an eternity
© Juanita Garcia Vera
All Rights Reserved JGV 2015
THE THINGS I NEEDED
Everything I
needed was given
When I was just a
child
To say grace at
the table
When times were
cold and lean
To wash my face
And hands
To open wide my
eyes
To see the little
things
That most will
never see
To rid myself of
dirt
That settled deep
inside
To greet folks as
I met them
And smile with
open hand
To give a drink of
water
Or bite of broken
bread
To lend a hand
when needed
To listen to God's
plan
And always work to
gather
My loved ones
close at heart
We never had much
money,
Fine clothes nor
shiny things
But everything, I
needed,
Indeed, I did
receive
The things I got were
treasures
That gold could
not compete
And all the shiny
things
Were fluff and
nothing more
Replacing them
was easy
But, treasures
never more
© JUANITA GARCÍA VERA
All Rights Reserved JGV 2015
JUANITA GARCIA
VERA was born in Petronila, Texas, a small farming community in South
Texas. In 1960 her mother died leaving an eleven year old Juanita to help raise
six siblings. It was during these formative years that ignited a need to care
for the sick. One summer proved pivotal
when all her siblings became ill with the Chicken Pox and Measles. Her younger brother also contracted
Meningitis. He was hospitalized for three months and almost lost his life. It was during this difficult time that she
decided to become a nurse. After graduating from high school, she went to
nursing school where she received a License for Vocational Nursing. While
working full time, she raised four children and earned a Registered Nursing
Degree. She continued working as a staff R.N. in a community hospital in
Houston, Texas . She has been a nurse
for over forty years and is now retired since 2015.. Nursing is a calling she
holds dear to her heart. Her passion is
writing. She began writing as a child but, after the murder of her son Abel , her writing style became grounded on
Spiritual awareness and Faith. She
credits her husband and children’s support for saving her life. She is a member of Parents of Murdered
Children and writes poetry for the monthly newsletter. Her poems have been
published in three anthologies: Evidence
of Autumn, Verses from the Heart, and The Waterfall.
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