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Precious Jewel

I seem to be
more aware
of the passage of time
and life not lived
or time wasted.

I feel it slipping by me
and I know I cannot
slow its progress.

Depression was the thief
that stole much of my life
from me.

It shakes me
to my core
to realize
that it took me
this long
to realize
the precious jewel
that is life.

Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson

*A special Thank You to Chuck over at The Reluctant Poet for his kindness and his insight.  

Author:

Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing and Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. Penny is an advocate for Mental Health Awareness and has the page "Mental Health Help" on her blog. She writes about the struggles of mental illnesses and Depression. She is passionate about spreading awareness for Suicide Prevention and Domestic Abuse. She expresses her passion through her writings of poetry and life experiences. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.

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