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Tuesdays Trickles – My Thinking Corner

Every Tuesday, I share snippets of thoughts that I call ‘My Thinking Corner.’

I would like to invite you to participate. The challenge is quite simple. You can check this link for more details.


♦  When we love and care for others, we give ourselves a priceless makeover from the inner courts of our being to the outer.

♦ It takes far more energy to hate than to show love to someone, so it makes more sense to invest in love only if we are sensible enough to realise this.

Scientifically the feel-good hormones released into our systems makes us happy, elongates our lifespan, reduces stress and so much more, while hate, anger and other negative emotions release Cortisol which does physiological damage to the human body and mind.

Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

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Jacqueline writes from her heart on passion, pain, suffering, loss and LIFE. I have been incredibly moved by her poetry and I know I will return to “Out of the Silent Breath” again and again.

Out of the silent breath

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Daddy Love…Everyday Beautiful People 13

‘A father’s loving and guiding hands will remain on the daughters shoulders forever, even when he is long gone.’ Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


The Famous Poem ‘My Mother’ by Ann Taylor

There I was thinking I had a holiday from Writing 201 this weekend, alas! Mr Ben Huberman says it ain’t so.

I guess Ann Taylor’s poem stuck in my mind because it was one of those poems that I learnt and recited as a child and coincidentally, as my young son was having a bit of allergic sniffles this weekend and being a bit irritable, the poem came back to me, since I sought ways to make him comfortable and ease his distress.

The line that stuck in my head is: ”When pain and sickness made me cry, who gazed upon my heavy eye?”

It is practically a self-explanatory poem. Enjoy remembering it with me. Kind regards

My Mother – Poem by Ann Taylor

Who sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?
My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept for fear that I should die?
My Mother.

Who taught my infant lips to pray
And love God’s holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way?
My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who wast so very kind to me,
My Mother?

Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear,
And if God please my life to spare
I hope I shall reward they care,
My Mother.

When thou art feeble, old and grey,
My healthy arm shall be thy stay,
And I will soothe thy pains away,
My Mother.

In fulfillment of Writing 201 Poetry potluck for the weekend.