Why am I sad, but at the same time grateful? Because I’ve learned that life is entirely too short to be hateful It is simply too much to carry It is heavy and entirely too much to bare I get that life isn’t fair Which is why I believe I’ve been given this opportunity I… Read More Why Am I Sad, But At The Same Time Grateful?
I allowed society to call me #bipolar. I allowed it so much I even titled my 2nd book of poetry Welcome To My Bipolar Mind https://amzn.to/2PJtjpYwhich is geared towards anyone dealing with anxiety and/or depression and offers hope for a better tomorrow. But you see, as I learned and believe in my heart I was… Read More This Is Me
7/22/19 Removed myself from a toxic relationship (applause) And ended up homeless (Sigh) You can’t even imagine It isn’t pretty As you read (or listen) to the rest of this poem I will do my best to be witty At 42 I didn’t have a clue As to what was next to come Thank God… Read More More
When you put on your fleece As you walk out the door Do you look forward to returning home? Does your home bring you peace? When you are home Wherever it may be Looking forward to going back Is where your heart should be If it doesn’t What can you do? You choose to stay… Read More Peace
Part Living without their smile isn’t fair Do everything you can to show them you care Pray for them every night in prayer Dare To believe That you can one day achieve Their hug As this unbearable truth does it’s best to tug At your heart If you do? Then them, nor you will never… Read More Part
Hug your babies tight Remind them that everything is going to be alright Teach them to love more than fight Show them that your love for them can never be measured in sight And when life gets dark? Be sure to show them how to turn on their light #PauseReflectMoveForward
Today you would have been 82 Boy do I miss you I love you daddy When we were together we were always chatty A joke here A joke there You would always showed me you care And greet me with a big hug I’d ask you “how are you feeling?” You’d say “with my fingers”… Read More I Wish We Didn’t Ever Have To Part
Why would someone use your weakness as their strength? This I’ll never understand I choose to stand Against bullies To not allow them to make me crumble And remain humble I may stumble Even crawl This is my life after all If I allow it? They will use it to their advantage And I will… Read More My Kindness? Is My Strength