Happy Spring…no matter what it brings
I rejoice in the newness of life and flowers
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Grace
It may be a stormy
It may be a stormy forecast…as for me I only see the beauty of it all. No matter what I choose to focus on the light.
If nothing ever changed…
If nothing ever changed
there would be no butterflies
The secret place
The secret place
Is where I met
the ghost of you
It was secret so
Maybe you didn’t see
I was waiting as I watched
The ghost of you
Looking for the ghost of me
I’m not a ghost
I’m real in the secret place
Sometimes we fall…
Sometimes
we fall
it’s what we bring with us
one the way back up
that changes us forever
I’m thankful for that
MichelleMarie
I believe there’s an art to letting go
I believe there’s an art to letting go
It’s delicate and tenuous and tender
Devoid of words that make sense
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
Letting go, to me means setting myself and you
Free…because we were all meant to be free
I know this…yet I struggle to let go
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
It’s delicate and tenuously tender
Like the sadness of saying goodbye
To something or someone you hold dear
because we were all meant to be free
I believe there’s an art to letting go
💗Happy Sunday💗
💗Happy Sunday💗
Love doesn’t need a reason
Love doesn’t always make sense
Love doesn’t always mean no risk
Love doesn’t mean we don’t try
Love doesn’t mind if it’s misunderstood
Love only asks that we try
I think that’s all we can do
And let the rest go
💗Happy Sunday💗
spread a little Sunshine in life…
Spread a little sunshine in life…
Shelter us…We pray…
Shelter us
We pray for mercy too
Shelter us
When
we
know
not
what
to do
MichelleMarie
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