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Crimson Angels
It’s raining
Crimson Angels
shout Hallelujah
Let it rain! 

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Art inspired by you sweet Laurie

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Working with you has been very healing but mostly of all inspiring! From your sweet kindness
I have created all this art! I wanted to share it in one post so you can see what a difference
you have made in my life! thank you for asking me to join you in this journey of hearts.

I’ll never be the same, oh I hope so! I love you my friend! ❤

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itsokaytobeyourself

thereisaplace

ioncewasaleaf

forestofmytrials

poniesfine

loveunfolding

WEpray

noshadowofturning

myarmsreachout

wecantrustthisgrace

likeamorningdove

ScatterKindness

Welcometomygarden

Thosewholovepassionately

Hope+Love

Isurrender

letmeholdyou

heart

youareenoughlearntoloveyourself

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There is more but this is what I wanted to share and to let you know how much I appreciate you!

Be Blessed as you have blessed me! ❤ I love you!

 

 

so I played for Papa

so I played for Papa, what do you want
me to play & Papa said
“Swan Lake Micki play
Swan Lake for me
don’t stop till I say”
MichelleMarie

A Note From My Daughter

I love this precious baby girls spirit and wisdom! She’s 6. Blows me away like her momma! 😀 ❤

Just To Be Quiet

Just to be Quiet is enough! I love this!

“He said-She said” pt.1

I love this sweet ones poems and posts. I hope you will too! Lenanoid! What a cutie!

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He worries for her being tripped at, being abused, being hurt.

He said “It’s still dark outside”.

She said “I don’t really have to go outside to see the dark side of things”.

“Then stay with me outside, I would love to see your eyes glimmering with a dark sky in a breaking dawn”, He said while staring at her eyes like there’s no forever.

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and so I rise & set

and so it rises and sets (1 of 1)-2

and so I rise & set~perfect sunrise for today!

Happy Mother’s Day Michelle Marie

Beautiful post from JM. Thank you sweet Pinky!
So sorry I missed this when you posted it! ❤

Celebrating My Mom’s Writing

JM honors her mother with her writing! I love this so much! Now I know that talented hides in the PINK trees and sprinkled down on your JM! ❤

women who think too much's avatarWomen Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie

Grace Christine Doucette, October 12, 1926-July 27, 2009

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Dear Jeanne Marie,

I’m dysfunctional? What’s that you say?

Well, I’ll deny it to my dying day.

I look at the world with rose-colored glasses,

It’s the men I find that make the wrong passes!

I’m so innocent, I believe all their lies

I think that’s true love deep in their eyes.

I see only what I want to be there

And accept love unafraid, not a care.

I function perfectly straight every day

And don’t allow reality to get in my way!

When I kiss my prince, he instantly

becomes a toad,

And I’m covered with warts,

alone on the road.

But I keep going, living my dreams,

Life just can’t be as bad as it seems!

Dysfunctional? Nope, not me!

I’m still waiting for my prince at seventy-three!

Guess Who?  (Love, Mom)

THE FLAME

by Grace Christine

How many times…

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