I would never dye my hair that color I thought
But then I did.
So scratch that one.
I would never raise my kids like that I thought
But then I did.
So I kept my opinions to myself.
I would never talk to my husband like that I thought.
And now I am.
And it makes me feel weird.
I think it is weird that….
All of these “nevers” have turned into “I do’s.
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Sitting alone
in a field laced with nevers
that sunlight avoids
as stars fade from view
picking a clover
of unlucky petals
found on the edge
of a soft summer hue
Seeing a path
leading up to tomorrow
winding its way
past the frown on my face
different scenes
for a mind that is empty
in outlines of sadness
that boundaries trace
Echoes employ
every decibel playing
counting the measures
as harmony spills
bouncing about
lonely tree tops now crying
running from voices
that call from the hills
While here I sit
in this field laced with nevers
constricting sounds
sent to muffle the clear
stuck in a world
where the silence is screaming
muting the verses
I’m longing to hear
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God never leaves me, He's
Rooted in me like the trees
He lets me live, he just lets me be
I feel him here. In Heaven I'll see
Even more wonderous His Enterity
His enteral love's in all countries
From parents we learn about bees
And birds, and where we come from
In God, through Jesus I am just one
Of God's creatures. This I've known
Since a child. He doesn't sit on throne
He's all around, in light and in sound
Everywhere it is found He's profound
God never leaves me when I'm asleep
I say my prayers at night - Not a peep
Then, but when I pray during the day
I can feel a response in a tingling way
I have pictures and statues of Jesus
And a cross I don't wear. God's in us
He'll never leave me, this I know.
Not now, not ever. From this Earth
Body I will go into His sight. It's so
Ashes to ashes, to death from birth
Never met you
never saw you face to face
never touched you
yet I long for your embrace
I want you to hold me
and tell me all your dreams
I want you to love me
and make it as real as it seems
When we first started out our love was new
we planted a tree in our yard
our tree bloomed that summer
cindy, our neighbor wonder why
I told her it bloomed off of love
she said no wonder my tree doesn't bloom,
I have no one to love
I told her she'd find love soon
two years passed my tree stopped blooming
my husband?Where is he? At cindy "fixing" something
her tree's in bloom, but she doesn't have a man
oh now I know wonder why my tree is never in bloom