Can you feel me?

Can you feel me?
Can you see me still
Grown up after pruning
Down to nothing
I came back to
Show you that
You can too.
Can you feel me?

Yes I can…thank you
MichelleMarie

I just saw this growing up, bloomed sometime between last night and today, just in time to shine on my golden hour. I felt like it was saying, “We came back…you can too.” I love it when that happens.

Kindness…

I’ve had this song running through my head all day….

I hope I can always be found in kindness and humble no matter if you might have received my actions as less than humble and kind. My heart was always for you and always is. No matter what. I miss you when I think of you. ❤

I pray for you and think of you always! xoxo

I really believe

I really believe we are all a culmination of our shared experiences and shared stories. It’s how we choose to tell that story and with whom we join hands with that makes this life journey so amazing. Thank you 🙏🏼

So Mars is to the left and Venus to the far right…

So Mars is to the left and Venus to the far right
and the in between planets I just wanted to say
I’m not really impressed with them
I like the bright ones that capture my attention
When I’m star gazing
Mars on the left and Venus on the right
the middle one well it’s up to you to
figure all that out…but what I want to ask you?
Is are you stopping enough to even notice?
Mick/Micki/MichelleMarie

Just me and the dog and this tripod/camera

By the light of the 1/2 moon

I really wanted you to see the 1/2 moon tonight
I could see Venus & Mars and so it goes
I realized I might be the only one who cares
I’m totally okay with that…just wanted
you to see the moon craters.
Mick/Micki/MichelleMarie

Oleander love

Oleander Love….

in a world of green
born a little soon
raised on too much moon
learned to get by on
“Leave me alone”
In a world of green
no ones ever seen how…
oh it holds you oh it holds you
oh…. and oh
I love that about you
I see this about you
Be the restless one
come on and I’ll be restless with you…
I love you sister
Micki

 

P.S. I’ve had these photos of you on my desk top till I had the perfect words for you. You are fire, and this love I can’t quite explain and I don’t feel I ever need to. I love you…thank you sister. 

 

 

she had Daisy fever

she had Daisy fever
it was clear to see
there was no cure
You think she’d be
scared…but she
wasn’t she said
what a way to go
she picked daisies
and danced
with fireflies
I think sometimes
I still see her