i like this rose

weary from the heat of summer,
must rest & sleep, for come spring
i will bloom & grow again
michellemarie

Take my hand
together we’ll cross
and the memories
we leave behind
there isn’t nothing
we can’t face
with your hand in mine
michellemarie

I listen to the water rush
I released the
sound of your voice
washed away the pain
as if I had no choice
In it’s place
I snapped this photo
I sent it to my friend
Now I have a New Memory
and Happiness from within
michellemarie

sometimes we need to reframe our
painful memories and make new
happy ones~thank you for sharing
this new memory with me
michellemarie

Do not go where the path
may lead go instead. . .
. . .where there is no path
and leave a trail
michellemarie

Crooked paths
sometimes make the
best adventures
michellemarie