Glenda Gambill

Charlotte, North Carolina, USA

Glenda is a former elementary school teacher. She is a daughter of Walter Gambill and Alice Whitaker Gambill. She was born in Western North Carolina near Ashville in the small town of Weaverville. She lived in Weaverville until she graduated from college, then she moved to South Florida where she lived for several years and taught school. She currently lives in Charlotte, N.C., however, she spends several months of the year in Melbourne, Florida where her mother lives. She spends most of her time traveling, reading, writing, gardening, and doing nice things for other people.

I Wish

I wish that people were more sweet.
I wish that people were more neat.
I wish that people were more petite.
I wish that people had good smelling feet.
I wish that people were less judgmental.
I wish that people were less analytical.
I wish that people were less political.
I wish that people were less critical.
I wish that in this world there would be peace.
I wish that thoughts and talks of war would cease.
I wish that if I traveled many places.
I wish that I would see many smiling faces.

In Love

He was gone
She was having feelings of hopelessness and despair
Her life was as empty and bare as deciduous trees are
of leaves in winter she reckoned.
The rainstorm was raging furiously outside
As she looked out the window she could see nothing but darkness.
Suddenly the phone rang!
She picked it up and heard his voice
Her feelings of despair and hopelessness went fleeing
like deer being chased by a hunter
Feelings of joy optimism and hope began to course
through her veins.
She was in love and her love was coming home!

Little Snowflake

Little Snowflake, you are a sight to see,
You make my heart skip with joy and glee.
I like to watch you swirl and twirl and go round round,
Until you come to rest gently up on the ground.
Little Snowflake, I'm glad you came to visit us today.
Because of you, my friends and I got to go outside and play.
We rode a sled down a snow-covered hill,
And you could hear much laughter which was loud and shrill.
Please come to visit us again soon Little Snowflake,
Until then, into my memory, visions of your beauty I'll take,
As I watch you swirl and twirl and go round and round,
Until you come to rest gently upon the ground.

Possessed By Demons

Her whole being felt tortured and drained,
Oh why do these demons prey upon her night and day?
Eating away at her soul and her energy,
Until she feels like a lifeless, wilted leaf
and wanting to die.
Although she longs for joy, peace, and contentment
in her life,
The demons eventually overtake her.
She loses the battle and dies.