Excerpt From My Book, “Heart Paths”

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Just Look

It has been there

Always has

Making me cry

Letting you laugh

Never did anyone see

What it was that was hurting me

Empty compliments

Just to save “face”

But inside, a very dark place…

Excerpt from”Heart Paths” by MwsR

It Surrounds Me

I wish my life would just let me be

I smother underneath it’s grasp that surrounds me

The many times I could not count on my two hands

If there was a stack it would take a million rubber bands

No one can measure the uneasiness I feel

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Excerpt from my book, “Heart Stones”

Change, by MwsR

When the time comes that you reflect over your life and the things you’ve done

Will you see someone smart or someone dumb?

Those things you thought were fin

The things that you swore hurt no one.

Were they worth it?

Were they proper or were they like that of a nitwit?

Are the ones that stood with you now standing apart?

You already know the answer because it is deep in your heart…

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Excerpt from my book, “Heart Stones”, by MwsR

I am not special by any means

But I have a heart and yes I bleed.

Don’t try to use me or hurt me.

I do not like that, you see.

Though I am but nice I am too

I will make you laugh t time when you are blue

I do like animals, of all sorts

I love wearing flip flops and a pair of shorts.

I feel things deeply although, it can be a curse

Sometimes it hurts and can make me feel worse…

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Excerpt From my book, “Heart Songs”

I wrote this poem as I was thinking about my biological family. Since being adopted, they were always on my mind, so much so, I would spend many of my days wanting to run out and find them.

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Urge

The sudden urge to just go

Following through

On an intuition, that inside you grew

The one that you wanted to know, so

A second glance of a one chance meeting

Maybe it was meant to happen, you know.

That longing you needed to know, that made you go.

A following sometimes, without a greeting.

To be continued…

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Excerpt From My Book, “Heart Paths”

I wrote this poem while I was reminiscing on my life past. Since I am adopted I often find myself looking at where I came from and where I am headed. it often brings to my mind poems that just come out. This was one of them.

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I See This Space by MwsR

There is so much to remember

So much that it makes me go limber

It was another time

It was another place

With different things

With different faces

A mere shadow of the me, to come

The one who chanced to love someone

The part that made me dance

The one others gave no second glance

No second chance

Strange yet all too close

Nothing will ever rid me of all those ghosts

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Please excuse the grammatical errors or spelling errors in the book. I was quite a rookie when doing this book. Thank heavens I have learnt some things. MwsR

Excerpt from “HeartStones”, by Mws R

HeartStones

I Am Special By No Means

I am not special by any means

But I have a heart and yes, I can bleed

Don’t try to use me or hurt me

I do not like that, you see

Tough I am, but nice I am too.

I will make you laugh at times when you are blue.

I do like animals of all sorts

I love wearing flip flops and a pair of shorts

I feel things deeply, although it can be a curse

Sometimes it hurts and can make me feel worse

When I love I really love

And when I am pushed, no problem, because I really can shove

Sad movies make me cry

Nothings is a total loss , if you try

I have a lot to give nd give a lot

I hate 100 degree weather because I get hot

I like long walks, playing through the woods, swimming in the sea

These things are magical for me.

My heart I wear proudly on my sleeve

I dislike selfish people it one of my pet peeves

Thoughtful and forgiving, I wish to always be

This poem is just a little to share about me.

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Here is a poem from my book of poetry, HeartStones

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Heart Stones

Forever

Back then, people took meaningful “somethings”

Pictures, that said something about who was in them

It was the talk of the moment when someone spied a photo album

People displayed photos, like the circus displayed its performers

Photographs, were usually black and white, but that never changed their sparkle

In the many pictures you’d have relatives of all ages and in all manners of dress

People would reconnect or recollect the times, the places, and the faces.

In photographs, people stayed the way they were, at that moment.

If they were dead, it did not matter,

If they were old or young or had just begun,

Because, they were remembered from these photographs.

In pictures you could stay”forever’

I find that comforting and a little strange, in the same manner.