Natalia Radula 

Montecito, California 

 
 
 

Natalia Radula has been writing since she was capable of holding a pencil, and is blessed with a nurturing family who encourage her to find words for all things she holds most dear.....particularly her husband of 33 years, Rod, and their four pawed `child' Alice Rose. Natalia feels that life itself is her best education and valued profession: ever attempting to be a good Christian, loving wife and mommy, caring daughter, sister, niece, and honest friend. Her work has appeared in domestic and foreign publications, including The National Library of Poetry. Her personal favorites are her articles in The Yorkshire Terrier Magazine. 

 

Rosie 

Sweet Alice Rose
Our precious girl of beautiful spirit
Sent by God to bless our lives
And fill our days
With the greatest joy we know.
Though not born of my flesh
Surely nothing can be purer
Than the love with which you grace us
And we go gratefully reciprocate.
Sad times exist no more for you simply won't allow them...
When things appear blackest
There you are: bright beacon, guiding light
Courage to stay strong.....to carry on
Reason and inspiration bonded together as one.
Oh! What peace to cradle you in my arms
In sleep, your little heart beating serenely
Golden rhythms upon the palm of my hand, then finding my own.
Sweet Alice Rose
Our precious girl of beautiful spirit
Sent by God to bless our lives.

Together As One 

The Angel of the morning gently touches my shoulder;
Wrapped in the loving circle of your arms
Together we wake to greet the new day.
Oh! Were all life's surprises so simply blessed
For your strength is my strength, my courage is yours
Side by side in sharing the happy and sad
Individual burdens lighter when carried by two.
Across distance and time we drew each to the other
Now long ago yet remaining always close
Single becoming pair becoming one
...past, present, and future...
Such silken Kismet uniting us, husband and wife
Our hands joined in gratitude
For the precious gift dear God has bestowed.
The Angel of the morning gently touches my shoulder;
Wrapped in the loving circle of your arms
Together we wake to greet the new day.

All poems Copyright © 1996 Natalia Radula. All rights reserved