Natalia RadulaMontecito, California |
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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. |
RosieSweet Alice RoseOur 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 OneThe 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