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"Life isn't always at it's best but the Lord's blessings are always the best." Yolanda Morton

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Yolanda Morton's small Easter table decor 2026

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Wind in My Ear

Yolanda Morton

THE DEVIL'S DUE

Oh you didn't know what the devil gives you

he comes back to take twenty times two

yes you always pay more than he lends

in return your heartache never ends

how could you sell your soul for a joy you'd never receive

by giving in to temptation, you gave him the chance to deceive

once you played the game he seized your soul

you're forever indebted to his treachery, his manipulitive control

why were you so weak, so easily fooled by his charm

your spirit must have been angry not to have sounded the alarm

now your life feels bad gaining trouble you didn't expect

whatever Satan pretends to give he always comes back to collect

you can run but there's nowhere to hide

he owns you since you've allowed him inside

you purchased a pain you never bargained for

ever since Lucifer walked in your door

the one yo left wide open for him to show his evil so cruel

just remember for one moment you enjoyed playing his fool

by taking his offer and all he had to give

only noticing now he's hurt you where you live

it was your soul that let him creep in for the taking

now you're enslaved, you belong to him for the making

entrapped, discontent, he usese you as his tool

your life is no longer your own, from now on, you the devil shall rule

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I'm Poet and Author Yolanda Morton. I hope anyone who reads my poetry finds it appealing. I love writing. I was just born with it. I always have a pen and pad available as we writers all know a creation can pop up at anytime, any place no matter what we are doing. I love pencils, pens, markers and writing paper. It's funny how the smallest things can get one excited? When you get a chance, check out my work and comment if you like?

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A lovely spiritual poem.

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Yolanda's poem about falling in love, lust, desire.

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Yolanda Morton's poem about hot flashes and menopause. This poem came to me while I was as a friend calls it "flashing" having a personal summer.

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Yolanda Morton

When Answers Come

As I grow older it seems to me that us humans live to be loved

it's as if we fear we'll die without it, we'll suffocate in our emotions

we need our parent's nuturing approval

we want our children to like us and to accept we are only human

we want the earth shattering, fourth of july burning, romantic love

we melt when our grandchildren call out to us

with all the needs, wants and desires I've learned that simply loving me

is the best love of all if I should find myself left on my own

as a human I yearn for love's many perfections but if they fail me

I will be all right because I'm so blessed to love me

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Wind in My EAR

Yolanda Morton

Between Friends

sometimes we make mistakes

wasting moments on the time it takes

to play the game with foolish pride

while keeping our feelings locked deep inside

but finding a friend is like finding a treasure

hidden deep and full of pleasure

the fun times so enchanted

all too often we take for granted

sadly received is the purchased pain

as the shadow of doubt casts a strain

hopefully time will make amends

with the lessons learned between friends

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Wind in My Ear

Yolanda Morton

Time That Fleets

peeking through the trees

remembering what used to be

backward with one swift breeze that fleets

the things, the people I've touched, etched in my memory

arms spread open to hugs and grabs for those

close in heart, in spirit, unwavering gratitude

when life's occasional moments can smell as great as a rose

other times pricking its thorn, conforming one's attitude

running, jumping, laughing and sometimes crying

sometimes forging ahead, other times nowhere bound

long days of relentless rain and the detriment of the denying

dizzying spins, deep cuts, painful realities that turn you around

knowing the evils that brought you here yet wanting so badly to forget

only to realize the past is never really gone, just hidden

blowing my stack, surrendering, defying to keep in check

reaching for grace to guide my way, desperately needing escape the forbidden

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Wind in My Ear

Yolanda Morton

The Whistling Man

the whistling from a room

emptied long ago by a bride and groom

passionate moans

once spilled loud with magical groans

the loud yet distant whistling man

haunting sounds from the place he used to stand

an abandoned soul left a realm so long ago

finds himself stuck in a place he does not know

his tune delivered sadness

where years ago he gleefully touched much gladness

shared with a lover in a space where a door is now closed

amid their once sacred passionat throes

in his deep longing he whistles a song

that he repeats all the day into the night long

experiencing some joys made inside his unwanted pain

in a tme lost all alone his heart-felt whistles still remain

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Yolanda Morton's current book of poetry.

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