Updated 12-7-2025
In this holiday season my heart thinks of my closest loved ones, especially those who have either passed away or drifted away. I dedicate this poem to them. Some were dear friends and neighbors, who were also targeted in devastating ways. Some do not understand the targeting or my stumbling stand against it, but I hope someday they will. And I hope our HEARTS will be free to re-unite...someday.
I could have fully run away to save myself,
But I couldn't leave you alone on that shelf.
I stayed to stand up for you and humanity;
I stayed here for us all to someday be free.
Through hoards of suffering I don't regret
Standing for the future we've not had yet.
If it never comes for us, I'll still be here,
Standing and wishing I could hold you near.
copyright by Sharon R. Poet with all rights reserved.
With my family of origin; I miss what we never had far more than what we did have. I feel that bridges between my family and I have been too burned by their long standing hate filled jealousy of me and also by the roles they played in the targeting of me. I will never be open to being hurt more than I already have been by them. I actually don't feel comfortable in any part of my family of origin anymore. But I love them and wish them well, always.
I'm looking forward to the holidays being over and the coming of Spring and me making my little cabin, in the peaceful woods, a healing reality. :-) I've had two setbacks - I've had to replace two broken down cars in the past year, but I am still gaining ground on making this dream come true. Slow but sure. And I am hoping that the targeting will not be an obstacle this time; I beg officials to stand up and be here for us Targeted Individuals so that we can freely live our lives in peace.
