This is a book of Poetry written for the author's peace of mind. It contains sections on her opinions, observations and actual incidents from her life. Having had a near death experience she was driven to put something of herself into these written words of poetry. Recording a part of her psyche, her inner spirit, basically, her soul, so not only her children and grandchildren would know who she was but, for someone from a future generation who may pick up the book and read her thoughts and maybe wonder what made this lady tick? The Poems seem to be a little Morbid, but that is how she envisions her life and the world around her. In a couple of her poems, she takes a stab at hopefulness, but it does not ring true to her ear. e.g. (Like New Beginnings) She cannot seem to find the goodness in mankind, which she is so desperately seeking e.g. (Destruction), (Death By Hand) and (Murder). You can feel her anguish and despair for the human race, in her words. It is sad to know there are starving, homeless people in the world; but it is also so very sad to read about so much desperation in the hearts of those who want only Peace on this Planet. The Book is a heartfelt rendition of 'One Woman's Long and Lonely Walk' through Life.
Gail Darlien Henderson Hart was born in 1945 in Toronto, Canada. She was one of six children, four girls and two boys. Her father worked, for the Toronto Transit Commission (TTC), but there was never enough money to make ends meet. Her siblings were born between 1943 and 1966, a 23-year span. Her poor Mother had little time for raising children, just time for chores. The best you could say is that it was a very hard life, like so many others in that period had. The worst times were caused by her father's Alcohol Abuse, toward her Mom and the three oldest children, herself and her two brothers. Those times were Hell for them all.
Gail is not well traveled, in fact has never left her home Province of Ontario, only once, to go to Buffalo, NY.
In her mid-fifties she suffered a Brain Bleed (a ruptured AVM). This near- death experience made Mrs. Hart very much aware of her own mortality and compelled her to look more closely at her existence. She began to write down some of her thoughts and opinions.
Over the years, she has written many verses about birth, death, and family. Her writings are sometimes morbid but always truthful.
Now twenty years later, she has come on financial hard times. And remembering that two decades earlier, she had recorded a lot of her thoughts, opinions, observations, and stories in verse. She now hopes to help herself by having them published in a book of verses.
Because of her ill health, she did not fictionalize her poems, opinions, observations or true- life depictions, needing them to represent her inner self.
She has many such stories and tales; and hopes she has made as accurate a representation as possible in recollecting her true-life events.
This whole procedure has cost her a good deal of money; but it has also given her an opportunity to keep busy during co-vid, and it was something that she got a great deal of pleasure doing.
We hope she has found some peace in her own words.
