ADOLESCENCE

Always looking in the mirror

Dreaming of a beautiful face

Only seeing a sad expression

Living on the edge

Eagerly trying to fit in

Sacrificing true self

Circulating through the school scene

Ebbing emotionally

Not for long though

Control encompasses the soul

Easing into self assurance

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OUR STORY

Before I met my husband, I was in the end of a 3 year relationship going nowhere fast.
My hope of meeting Mr. Right was rapidly fading.
I was only around 26, but I still felt time was running out.
Then, I put my refrigerator up for sale, he bought it and the rest is history!
So…we met in a funny way, but
it just goes to show you
that when you least expect it,
love happens!

Our paths were tangled, indirectly
We were unaware of

what was about to take place

The pace was swift and

it was fair to say

Our lives were about to change

I won’t rearrange the series of events
Some too laughable to erase

In any case

We crossed that bridge

through the sale of a Frig

Yes, don’t underestimate
what God can create humorously

that may become blissfully amazing

A month passed by
Hearts all a flutter

You better believe we were in love

Six months later
Riding a ski lift to the top

He popped the question

Six months after that
We said I do

A swift pace it was

because

We just knew

Now a little grayer
More laugh lines showing

Two kids still growing

We must be blessed

Sounds a bit crazy, however

It’s still love forever

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SLEEPY

This is self-explanatory! πŸ™‚

tossing
turning
yearning for peace
to capture
my
mind

unsuccessfully
trying to
unwind

any thought
that WILL be
IS
in
my
head

in the morning
my eyes
will
be
red
oh
how I
dread
that

not sure
I’m surviving
though striving
for
forty winks
in
my
bed!

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HURTING ANGEL

For those children unable to
live in a loving environment.
May they find a reason to smile~

If only she could dream
Of rainbows and butterflies
Of a friend who never lies
Of a mommy to braid her hair
Of a daddy to simply be there
Of a world not needing disguise

If only she wouldn’t dream
In her darkened corner, where she cries
Wondering the who’s, where’s, and why’s
If the ache will stay in her forever
The pain she endures is clever
Surrounding her dismal, shadowed eyes

Love is a stranger to her life
Allowing only distress and strife
No escape illuminates the dark
Caution is kept to erase the mark
Loneliness cuts her spirit like a knife

Yet, with folded hands, she looks to the skies
And prays for warmth in the sunrise
And wishes for rainbows and butterflies

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