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Join Me for Love – poem

See me

For who I am

What I believe in

What my intent is

Know me

For what I love

What I fear

What i need

Like me

For how I laugh

How I play

How I share

Experience me

For how I listen

How I see

How I touch

Join me

In growing close

Making memories

Creating magic

Love me

For how I think

How much  I give

How I understand you

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A Corner That’s Quiet

I just want to rest

Away from the stress

A corner that’s quiet

Please let me try it

Away from the mean ones

Just myself alone

To think my own thoughts

To cry and to moan

To feel what I feel

Without being told

Just who I should be

And what I should own

I just want to sit

In silence right here

No yelling or scolding

No judgement or pain

I want to be me

The way that I am

In my perfect world

Inside of my heart

Because all that I own

Is inside of my soul

They can’t take it from me

I won’t give them control

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Live Like It’s Your Last Day

Live like it’s your last day

To hope

To Love

To be real

Live like it’s your last day

To create

To become

To feel

Live like it’s your last day

 Inspire and encourage

 Comfort and support

 Connect and discuss

Live like it’s your last day

To discover and to share

To believe and teach the others

To be sisters, friends and brothers

Live like it’s your last day

Your uniqueness must be shared

Your creativity and your flair

Your  true nature is always there

 

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With My Own Two Hands / Poem for my daughter

Sirens whiz by on the road outside
Someone unknown to me is in trouble
I say a silent prayer.

The six o’clock news shows a video
People are homeless from a hurricane
I offer a silent prayer.

An accident occurs on the road as I drive
A person is in trouble
I call 911 on my cell.

My daughter spills hair dye on the new sweater
Her grandmother gave her for Christmas.
She cries.

I take her to the store and buy her an identical one
Happy to do it because

at least
for now…
She still has problems I can fix
With my own two hands.