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THE CHEETAH by Abra Duprea

This poem was written shorty after losing my grandmother, almost a year ago…

To many, she was steadfast, opinionated, and outspoken, but I had the unique opportunity to live with her and to hear her stories and innermost thoughts for most of my childhood. I knew her as only a granddaughter could know her, and I feel so very blessed.

My grandmother radiated beauty and wisdom, and always spoke of reincarnation and how in her next life, she hoped to come back as a cheetah so that she could run across the plains, simple and carefree, enjoying life as it was meant to be: letting go of pain and worry, and living blissfully.

I carry a thousand memories of her, yet this one is most memorable, and it never fails to bring a smile to my face. I know she’s out there right now, running free, and this poem is in her honor.


The Cheetah
by Abra Duprea


Imbibing the duskened light
of a slowly sinking sun,
these blades of grass, tall and thin,
become pale green waves in the breeze.
I feel them glide across my cheek,
as I run, effortless and free.

The air is warm, the dirt is soft;
the fields are alive and thriving.
Where shall I go today?
What shall I see?

The winds are my compass
and like them, I am wild;
a shooting star making its way
across an impressive sky.
What will be, will be.

I have returned to this land,
to this home I once dreamed,
all those years and not so many ago.

With the taste of veritable peace upon my lips.
Where shall I go today?
What shall I see?
~



Abra Duprea is a creative and sensitive soul, who harbors a deep love for nature and finds inspiration in almost everything she sees. Find more of her poetry on her 'Modern Day Love Poet' blog hereYou may connect with her on Facebook here. 









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