As cold as snow on barren feet, Swift as a judgment you had tried to beat. Words have a great significance you see, Like damage when you lie to me. Treating it as you do a game Looking for the player’s move, that’s never the same. Deep and hurting, like a cut from a knife Nothing is the same, like for a divorced husband and his wife. Long-lasting, when you lie to me. Perilous like a drive off a bridge overlooking a river, Dark and sick like an alcoholic’s liver. Unsure, like a person’s footing on a hill , And deadly like a hunter’s deliberate kill. An outcome undesirable and yet so foreseen, From all the times you’ve lied to me.
First, I have been busy doing life with my three grandbabies aand my two elderly pets. One was diagnosed with mouth cancer and the other has been wearing diapers to hide his tumor. The tumor is on his butt area. He does not mind the diapers and I am really fortunate for that. It takes a lot keeping those people and animals you love happy, healthy, and so forth.
Second, I have been notified that my recipes, well some of them was copyright infringement. I did not have a clue that sharing recipes was a bad idea. I also would never purposely break any laws if I knew of them. It pays to do some research, I am finding out. So, with great sadness, I have chose not to share recipes anymore. Although I never claimed the recipes as my own, I feel that this is the best course for my webpage.
I started this webpage to share my poems, thoughts, stories, and so forth. So I will try to stick with that as much as possible. I also thought that by sharing someone’s stuff, it would help them. I guess I was hurting them rather than helping them. If I did, I apologize to the many wwhom I may have indirectly harmed. I am a sharer. In person I have always tried to be helpful, informed, and thoughtful. I thought I could do this in a webpage, that costs me a lot to run, honestly. I do not get anything for running my webpage, and nothing helps me pay the hundreds of dollars it takes. I honestly wanted to do good in this world.
So with that all being said, I hope you are not disappointed in the many posts I have taken down and removed. I am sorry. Although my intentions were and have always been good, obviously I have a lot to learn.
Please forgive the switch up on my webpage and try to still find something useful and helpful.
As a side note…
If you are finding yourself in a copyright issue, please seek some help and try and fix it. I still have a lot to learn.
Thank you all.
I shall see you on this side of the rainbow~! MwsR
How many of you have been in situations, periodically throughout your life that you did not really look at with uncritical, un-bias, or jaded thoughts?
I am referring to the struggles with family or friends, or loved ones.
Let me start off by saying, I have most definitely, throughout my own life. I am old enough now that I can look back on my life with somewhat of an open mind. There most certainly was a time when everything I remembered was jaded. I was letting my own personal opinions cloud the reality of the situation or perhaps I let my own bias come into the picture when I remembered back. This poem I am writing is written with this in mind. Hope you enjoy it.MwsR
Just Getting It, MwsR
Often times, all I wanted was to be loved Never giving any thought to the love from above. When I was sad, looked for comfort and apologies But sometimes, people were not ready to give that to me. Feeling alone mostly with my hopes and dreams Life is seldom really as we believe It goes deeper than that, what a relief! Because if all we had was our own thoughts, we would give up on true belief, We’d also probably swing in the tallest trees, because we’d not know any better. We would pursue things that didn’t matter. If we ever get one thing in this life, it would be to just get life, Just to get it, in its true expression is a most special gift. We all have problems, sadness, and regret. We all have our own opinions, our own way of seeing, its like a bet Either we give it all to risk getting it, great or small, Or we try with our best, so to stand tall. This is something we must teach ourselves, Life is so much more. Our perceptions, our reasonings, are our own That doesn’t mean they don’t count, It just means that there is more, keep an open mind. Like me, maybe all you can see, is your thoughts Then like me, things will certainly be clouded for you Perhaps jaded and persuaded, too. Open your mind, seek things from above, Learn to unselfishly give and Just as important, learn to receive love. I was never alone, never really without love. I took my longings and let it lead me to Him, above. Now I know, I just get it.
Mws R Writings 