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Showing the Way

Alone in this house I sit, Wondering if I have a place in this world, Will I ever fit? I feel so empty, And yet so creepy. I want to go outside and enjoy the beautiful day, Watch my children laugh and play. It feel to open outside, Go in, stay out, when will I decide? I try to focus on the prettiest flower, Lord give me the strength and power. I feel it start to rise in me, The wind picks up, it's nice and breezy. I just needed to take a step back, And realize I'm not giving in to an attack. I can do this, I quietly hiss. I will make it through the day, Because God is beside me showing the way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/14/2016 7:12:00 AM
Stop and smell the roses then. ;) Hello, Angela. I see your writings once again. Keep them coming. They're great read.
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Date: 6/12/2016 9:55:00 PM
you said it well, I picture you doing it your way, in a quiet hiss. Awesome line. LINDA
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