Let’s Write About Me/Personal Share

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So,

I was just thinking to myself that a lot of you call me Mws, which is my writer name. My adopted name is Michelle. My birth name was changed once I was adopted.


Some things about me are:

I love a variety of animals. I am such a freak about animals. I love watching them, love touching them, and love loving them. Ask my family to name one thing about me, bet it will be my love for animals. The second thing better be how much I love!  Lol


I really like to express my thoughts, feelings, and emotions with words. I also like to write trying my best to express what another person might be feeling in their life. I don’t know why but it is something I feel I do well.   I was asked to write a poem once from a person’s perception of another person, one who has passed away. They wanted me to write a poem to express their relationship with this person that passed away. I  had no clue what their relationship was like but I gave it a shot after getting some information from the person relating to their life with this other person.  I wrote from my heart, picturing in my own mind what it would feel like to be I that person’s shoes. I wrote from a perspective I knew some about but the rest of what I wrote was from my own empathy.


That is just one thing though, in my life, years ago that led me to write for public viewing. At first I was not careful. I did not check my spelling or grammar, much. I wrote things though that were received with fabulous comments from onlookers. I was not a writer that had perfect wording or penmanship but I was one who wrote as my heart led me. I am and have always been a lover of rhyming. Dr. Seuss and I share a birthday so I immediately felt a kinship with this master of rhymes. I have always sang songs with my children making a rhythmic wordy song. They looked at me like I was crazy most of the time, but moments when they were little, was precious and I made them laugh as I ran around the house singing crazy made up songs that had the tune of a familiar song.


Anyhow,

I also like hearts, in case you have not noticed, from my signature and my page. They are my favorite shapes. I also love to cook, thus the reason why I post recipes also.  I am a middle child. Which makes me, in theory, the troublemaker or the one who is a handful. Ha ha. I laugh at that. Stereotypes can so be wrong!

I went through college, I stayed on the Dean’s List the whole time too. No, I am not a smart one, but I determined I was going to be the best me I could be in college. It helped that it was a degree that I lived, so to speak, in my own life. I was familiar with the subjects. They were like secondhand knowledge to me. It was an easy “A” for me in that regard. Not to say I did not have a lot to memorize, and learn.


Therefore,

I am a simple-ton. I am not materialistic at all. I am not a brand hog, I wear what feels good. I am a diabetic, type 2. I am a friendly sort of person, if you ever meet you, hopefully you will agree. I love sunsets, water, oceans, and flying. I believe there is an eternal place we all will reach after we die. I believe in my country. I also believe that doing good not only benefits the person receiving it but the one giving it.



And lastly,

I  have not had the prettiest life, the fanciest life, or the easiest one yet I am a survivor of abuse, neglect, and judgements.  I love to hear birds sing, laying in the grass as a breeze blows, and sharing time with my precious family and friends.

This may be too much to know, or too little to know of me, but it is simply the real me. I hope to make friends, people smile and have peace in the rest of my life.

Take care, thanks for reading,

MwsR<3

Thinking Poem by MwsR

 

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If you see yourself the way others do

What would you see?

I think the key to true happiness does not live in that but in me.

 

If you heard what others say about you,

What on earth would they say?

Is there anything they would say , anyway.

 

What about how people treat you,

Do you treat others the same way too?

I think that is not right, doing something just in spite.

 

Poems are great and they can get points across

But how many times have they touched someone who is lost?

I think that’s good enough reason to write, don’t you?

MwsR ❤

Consequences/ Poem MwsR

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Each harsh word, chops away at another’s voice,

They cannot or will no longer talk to you.

All actions you do to get “back” at another,

Permanently bruises another’s pride.

Physical touch done in anger,

Replaces the love that was in another’s heart for you.

Taking no time to be with someone

Increases the chances that they won’t be available when you do.

Each demeaning comment you throw towards another

They will one day catch it and return it back to you.

With each action or word you give to another

Will in some way ,shape or form affect not only them but also you.

 

Much Needed/ MwsR

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In day-to-day living we often time forget

We do not cherish much the littlest of things

Often we are loaded down with work or daily tasks

That our joys are on the back burner.

Trying to keep a head of things we make plans

We set our calendars with things to do

When was the last time you planned for you?

 

In taking time to “smell the roses” we get rejuvenated

We replenish ourselves with some much-needed attention

Then we can keep on keeping on, are you following me, my friend?

The most important us we have is ourselves.

Without giving ourselves time or rest

We cannot truly give to other things our best.

Take this day to make yourself the focus!

MwsR ❤

Sad Eyes/ Poem share

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Sad Eyes

I believe there are trials we cannot see,

Spaces filled without joy or glee

Things that bother us, but remain unspoken

Almost like a vase that’s broken

The vase cannot serve its purpose anymore

We, like a vase can support others

Keeping them safe , one with another

But broken, we can’t

Even if in a slant ……

Look into another’s eye

Some make you laugh

Some make us cry

Sad Eyes are a message

Sometimes you’ll see it right off

Sometimes and more often, you won’t

***MwsR ❤

If you want to make a change

You can simply find some joy

Joy is not easily found all the time

More than not we have to search

You can’t be happy for others,they have to be.

You can’t fix others

You just need to fix you, find your joy, share your hope

Others will see positive, search for their hope, their joy, just because you have.

Regardless of how you were, you can be that light, that positive for someone else.

Perfect does not exist, don’t keep looking for it, you’ll be disappointed and you’ll get tired and fail.

Be grateful, be thankful

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Writing, babbling, about Love!

 

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Inside all of us is the need to be loved or appreciated. It is true, you know. We all need it it gives us a connection, some type of place to belong.

I feel really sad for those who have never heard, “I love you”. Those who crave it yet never get their fill. Love can be complicated and it most certainly can make fools of us all too. It is in touch, feeling, sense and sensations. It is wide or narrow, it can stretch enough to go around to each individual in our world.

What is so hard about saying “I love you?” I think that is different for every situation. Why can a mother carry a child for nine months and then give birth and how can she not feel love for that child? What about the kid who never has been hugged? That in my book is simply atrocious. It should never be.

Complicated love, twisted love, one-sided love, mistaken love, these are just some examples of the kinds of love. You also have true love, sincere love, honest love, devoted love and forever love. I would much rather have the latter group. Wouldn’t you?

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Heck, I don’t know why I decided to write about love, and connection and a place to belong. Probably chalk it up to some rantings of  person who thinks love is a key to almost all things worth experiencing or feeling. It can change people’s lives and melt the coldest heart. I have seen love take a person who almost ended their own life, and helped them become whole again. Love is so magical and so strong.

Living is not worth a darn if you have no love in it. It could be as simple as loving a pet, a  place, or a thing. It does not necessarily have to be two people to have love. I have loved many pets, things and stuff in my life as I know you have to.

If you have never been told, “I love you”, I am deeply sorry. If you have never known real love, unconditional love, I am heartbroken for you. Allow yourself to know love, to feel love, to give love and receive it.

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Love ❤

You can have faith, hope, and love, as Jesus said, but the greatest of these is LOVE.

Let’s go out there and love , PEOPLE!

MwsR ❤

 

Heart Extensions( totally made that up today) Poem by MwsR

 

3d-broken-heart-with-tears-tattoo-design Streaming, silent words that you wished you’d said

Thinking of what is worse in your head

Mixing a signal or two, wondering what to do

These are the times when you start to cry.

That is your heart extensions.

Crying is not for the prideful or to boast

Usually it is to summon your inner most

People see the hazed eye look, where you have tears

But little do they know those tears are so much more

Threatening to expose you for your feelings inside

No need to run, no need for them to hide.

There is nothing wrong with feeling blue

I have even cried a few times when I feel amused.

That is just your heart extensions that sometimes show

No problem with it, even if people know.

Be you, feel and release

Those heart extensions usually do that and give us converted peace.