Wish you had someone better,
So dreams wouldn't shatter —
Of holding your desired moon,
I hope I leave your life soon.
So when I leave, don't call it loss,
Call it the tide that had to cross —
I hope I leave your life soon,
And you still get to keep the moon.
I can't keep it to myself
the values and truths of Christ
I must be vocal and tell of all
He's done in my life
I can't keep it to myself
I must give Him all the praise
The Son of Man
The Great I Am
my Redeemer all the same
I can't keep it to myself
It must be revealed
the miracles He performed
And all those He healed
I can't keep it to myself
I must give Him all the praise
The Son of Man
The Great I Am
my Redeemer all the same
Jesus saved my soul
He dealt with my addictions
Jesus made me whole
lifted me out of my afflictions
Yet He was crucified
Yet for me He died
And I'll speak of Him until my last breath
And His miraculous Resurrection over death
I can't keep it to myself
my Savior. My Messiah my Delight
I will speak His name always
until I no longer have life
I can't keep it to myself
I need the world to understand
That I have to talk about Jesus
The Anointed Son of Man
I can't keep it to myself
I must give Him all the praise
The Son of Man
The Great I Am
My Redeemer all the same
Step families are a tricky proposition. But with love, compassion and kindness, we can overcome challenges.
Family dynamics can keep evolving
By Michelle Morris
30/08/2026
I love your father
And he's the love of my life
I may not be your mother
But I love you like you're mine
I am going to love you
No matter how you feel
No matter what you say or do
My emotions are deep and real
Like soft petals that touch your cheek
Like sunshine on calm waters clear
Like soft puppies and kittens cute
Like the memories we hold dear
In this life we don't always choose
The family that joins our home
But we can make the best of it
Be kindness and respect in tone
On this journey filled with surprises
Like a roller coaster that keeps us thrilled
Family dynamics can keep evolving
Blessings and grace and goodwill
So, I will love your father
And embrace you as my own
Because we are one clan united
Love and happiness our home
© Michelle Morris, 2026
grass grows so quickly
rain won't stop for a minute
wildlife loving it
the ribbon loosens
from the box’s bent lid,
its faded fibers
fraying at the fold.
paper edges lift~
soft seams separating,
corners curling
into their own collapse.
inside, a small silver pin
dims in the dust,
carrying what time
could not keep.
Lavender drifts along the castle road,
its scent rising over the castle keep.
Far off, the sun spills gold
across the armor of a passing knight,
A horn sounds from the watchtower,
rolling through the valley like a slow-moving tide.
Hooves answer the rhythmic trot of a rider
returning home after drinking too many tankards of mead.
And the whole kingdom exhales,
wrapped in lavender air and fading gold.
Midnight falling on the walls
Shadows stretching often long
Each step feels incomplete
Like the ground beneath is
Wrong
I keep moving into
The dark
Trying not to turn around
But the silence keeps
Pulling me back
While,
Every wall just fades away
Shadows of my choices
Are always right here
calling up my name
They don’t leave
when the sun goes down
They walk with me everywhere
Trying to tell me the truth
Burdening my soul.
Will it even matter......
if I try again
Should I decide to walk that path
I don’t know where to begin
It seems I’ve been trying
To run away for so long
I don’t know how to stop myself
Or if I still belong
But I do know if I don’t start trying
I’m going to lose it all
And there’ll be no recovering
From that far of a fall
So as I stand here in this moment
Wondering what to do
The only thing I’m sure of
Is to keep my eyes on you
You are my sole foundation
The one I’ve counted on
So I hope I get it right
Before this chance is gone
D
yesterday is gone
today a new beginning
keep moving forward
In early spring, I wake again,
soft rain along my bark and skin;
I feel the world breathe out and in~
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.
I’ve watched your footsteps come and go,
your whispered joys, your hidden woe;
I hold the echoes soft and slow~
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.
You leaned on me when life felt thin,
your losses heavy, sharp as wind;
I kept your secrets deep within~
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.
And though you’ve changed, as humans do,
I still reach out with limbs toward you;
your presence feels like sunlight through and through~
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.
Another day still annoited
gods hands was placed upon my vessel my crown is straight
Life is beautiful following your calling
As well as faith keep going life never easy but God sees us with his beautiful eyes
Belive pray he always keep us safe
I know God u never forgotten me or let me down
holy ghost
I pray in holiness forgive me I have sin'ed
I will Always have faith In your doing
The universe aligned
In divine timing angels hugging you too
Miracles can happen keep praying sageing to get through the devil he will never win amen
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It enters. ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ dancing.
(Blackout of The Assassination by Donald Justice)
I fell out of the bright nothing.
Now I'm mud with a pulse.
I crawl, teeth full of street.
Keep your heaven, your clean sheets.
Oblivion is the only bliss.
It doesn't ask for good behavior.
It doesn't remember my name.
I keep crawling; it keeps quiet.
Uncle Jim brought his new girlfriend to our Christmas tree lighting
She was eager, enthusiastic, joyful, funny, outrageously exciting
When they lit the tree, she broke out in song and sang every verse
We all agreed that Uncle Bill had brought home girls much worse
If you break up, can we keep her? We asked him
He pouted the rest of the day, our crazy Uncle Jim
I see him being beaten
kicked
trampled
strangled
and
finally
killed
I keep quiet
because -
this was for the freedom of these
who beat, kick, trample, strangle,
and kill others now
and for these
who are beaten, kicked, trampled, strangled
my forefathers gave their lives
and died
earlier
and
this fallen one…
who is beaten, kicked, trampled, and strangled
has been cheering for
these hooligans
once
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