Little girls should have big dreams. Always. Because all women are made up of little girls guiding them along the path they always wanted to walk on. ⁃ Notes for my daughter
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People
People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of wind on a summer night Like a wisps of smoke trailing heavenward And all that’s left in their wake is the fragrance of their presence A distant memory of their touch On your life People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of windContinue reading “People”
People
Hold on to the people in your life The ones who give you space to exist in theirs You get to be part of a myriad of tales And you live through a hundred different stories Some of yours, some of theirs
Stillness
The hours rush by And day turns to night And night turns into day And we exist In a muddle of crowds, aspirations and emotions Craving for a change For time to still For the day to dawn For the storms to pass by
A grand tale
My love, There is a grand story being written here You won’t see the pattern in it’s ebb and flow You won’t be able to guess at its ending but you will walk the paths you have to walk and as all good tales go, one day you will find yourself standing on the lastContinue reading “A grand tale”
Content
And I guess, I know what it is to be content. It is to be full of love and light To look into the eyes of a loved one And see it reflected back at you It is to laugh, loud and helplessly so To be alone with a book that mirrors your soul ToContinue reading “Content”
Letting Go
People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of wind on a summer night Like a wisp of smoke trailing heavenward And all that’s left in their wake is the fragrance of their presence A distant memory of their touch On your life People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of windContinue reading “Letting Go”
Intermission
Let’s run away You, from your thoughts Me, from myself We all need a break sometimes Nobody knows where we’ll go And we’ll pretend we don’t know the rules We will find, a home away from home
Paper Girl
She was the girl who survived, the one who lived to tell the tale, and was assumed the stronger for it. Little did you know – you could breathe life into a paper girl but you could never make her real. She would always be made of paper, always susceptible to flames.
Decisions
Since young, I have been told to make the “right decisions”. And for the longest time, I have done just that. I would put my needs second to anybody else because that was the right thing to do. I would not argue with my parents because it was the right thing to do. I forcedContinue reading “Decisions”
