This is just a quick little poem I wrote up this morning. I so wish that poetry would hit me more often, sometimes it just flows all free and fabulous and then other times its a year of nothing better than a stick in a bucket of mud. Anyway, *takes a bow* here is this silly mornings poem which is not yet titled...
I’d show what it’s like
but it’s different for each
true perseverance
is not something you teach
Is something that’s gained
through darkness and fire
and still keeps a light
with hope and desire
This pain that is hidden
remains all through life
it waxes and wanes
and adds to our strife
And yet always conquered
by moments pressed forward
till healing compassion
forever lean toward
We are what the world
has made us you see
yet held in our souls
is who we will be
Away to the endless
it reaches so deep
watch it fall ‘way
those hills not so steep
Forever fly onward
surrounded by love
until no below
there is only above
True grace and true passion
true love and desire
held sweet in my soul
always to inspire
By Melanie Grace Phillips
It's a little different from my normal rhythm. And it's a bit Dr. Seuss-y but all in all I do not think ill of it myself. I hope you may favor it as well.
Anyway, I feel I've hit a bit of a stump with Live Steamy. I could really use some cheering up if anyone would care to aid me in it. If you would please 'like' us on Facebook at facebook.com/livesteamy and/or visit our etsy store to browse our items and pick your favorites at etsy.com/shop/livesteamy and then share us with all your friends, family, groups and social medias it would really brighten my day. Thanks loves!!
As always I hope you have such a wonderful day! xoxo
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