We all need to be reassured once in a while that no matter the way we feel, looking inward and around at what you have left sometimes brings satisfaction, if not always. For those times you allowed the visible put doubts in your heart…know it will only get better.
I missed giving my lyrics on Monday. But I can still do that today…I know it’s not Freedom Friday but I think I reserve that right to add to your lovely day. Enjoy!
Though I don’t enjoy distant relationships the same way I enjoy us together. There should always be reminders that give the extra glow and warm your heart at the remembrance of that special one, be it one between spouses or parent and child. This is what thoughts of you do to me when we are apart…and more.
I love poems!
I find them romantic…though not that all the poems I have written or received are. Yet there’s something warm (about the good ones I mean), that makes it feel like a caress sweeping over your being, as it replays the words that have been written and sent your way. I guess it’s the spirit behind the word, the emotions the person felt while writing, that jump at you and do those things you feel or hate to feel – like the feeling from reading an angry poem.
I have met so many people I love very much, who have written me a couple of poems. I might include their names or not. But IF and WHEN they read it, they will know they are appreciated. This is for you!CAN WE BE FRIENDS? As I sit and ponder
My heart begins to wonder
Like unwanted letters from a familiar sender
Through my mind, thoughts begin to wander. ‘Vulnerability’ and ‘openness’,
Exposure and perhaps rottenness
The mystery of friendship
That promises a vital relationship. How can one touch my heart so?
Walking through barriers, is this friend or foe?
Unbidden, secret doors to my hidden places on their hinges turn,
Like that of the prodigal’s room, upon his return. An unsettling place I find myself
This issue I can’t place on the shelf.
Dare I hope as I take this bend?
Dare I ask: can we be friends?