
ღ I always choose kindness ღ

ღ I always choose kindness ღ

Even though the storm feels over
I don’t ever mind the rain…
Or the stain
I don’t want to be the same
So what if there’s a stain
from
One remarkable storm
Soaked to the bone
This is worth it to me…
I’m no saint, but honestly
Can I be transformed?
Hearts are weather makers…
Have you heard
Salvation comes in the morning?
Baptized by truth
I have reaped what I’ve sown
It was worth it to me
It’s weird that I feel this way
I thought it would be more quiet
Instead of quaking…this aching
from
One remarkable storm

I think…there’s always
Something more
I think A BIG SO…something
Cause, we all have wings
It’s 2020, I’m flying
Let’s FLY Baby
Can I live with this? I can.
I never dreamed flying would be like this…

Memories hold you
Thoughts of you unfold me
I can still hear your voice
What about me, where will I go?
I can’t remember my response
I knew at that moment as
Your word nestled inside my heart
Christmas never comes without
Stirring up your words
I love how memories hold you
The sweetness of the bittersweet
Thoughts of you like that

Folks the butterflies are still showing up. 🦋 My bushes are blooming again, calling all butterflies to my butterfly garden 😊🦋💜

nothing much matters to me
except for this corner chest
inside a silver dollar from my dad
and this here leather chair
where I sit
as long as I have food
and a roof over my head
life is good
today my breakfast tasted different
somedays it tastes great but not today
he said not much matters
but the things that matter
today the simple man was sad
a foreboding sadness that dogs him
chases him down and sets upon him
in his simplicity, in his sadness
I didn’t know it was that simple
Didn’t realize he was simple
Nothing is ever simple to me
except the simple man

Transparent transformation
paints her soul teal green
translucent invisible…ღ…love…ღ…
of self…ღ…she paints…ღ…
”Love your neighbor as you love yourself. Do you love yourself? Do you love your neighbor? Something to ponder. ღ

Outside my back door! 🧡

Over here please follow
You see the tree of hush
Is where the fairy wings grow
Please try them you simply must
Oh no, I said to her
I simply cannot fly
I know you won’t believe me
So let’s not even try
She wasn’t having any
Of my words to stop her there
She plucked from the hush tree
This beautiful blue pair
I can’t fly I said, I just can’t
I’ve tried so very long
I began to realize, and I think
I don’t belong
With a little twinkle of her eyes
I arose up in the air
Now you’re flying, she said and laughed without a care
Remember to not look down
When you see the hush tree
Do not make a sound
Fairy wings grow there 😉
For my sweet Pink friend Jeanne Marie.
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