Category: Writings

In lieu of Valentine’s Day

Loving Myself By MwsR

I don’t always do this
Although I should
I often wonder how someone else could.

Obviously, though, we need to love ourselves
We are the most important thing you see
For in loving ourselves, even with the love we give to others, we can truly still be happy.

If we cannot love ourselves how can we emulate it to another?
Love is something that should come without stipulations
Love should be without manipulations.

When we think of love it should enlighten us
Carry us and keep unity amongst us.
Love is a special gift, it’s worth a fuss.

If loving another, you will entrust them
You will be fair to them,
Love is a bonding stem.

This is also the love you should have for yourself,
One that makes you that better, unselfish self.
The thing you use the most that would give you unmeasurable wealth.

Easy to write what real love is,
What loving yourself should be
Easier to write than to give to me.

Clover ☘️

Oh Happy Birthday to the most beautiful weed”flower” in our family’s garden…. Clover Belle 🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀 I love you beyond measure……

Poem for Clover by MwsR

Like dew in the morning sun,
You give refreshment to me hun,
Life with you is beautiful and fun.

Always special, just like your name
You are the sweetest and funniest, loveliest dame.
I am so glad that us came.

To say “I love you” is simple.
I love your one little half dimple.
Love your kisses on my temple.

You make my heart swell….
I love you my CLOVER BELLE.

Journey By MwsR

Seems just yesterday we were getting things ready for your prom

Things were so very different and unknown back then.

Many dreams, hopes, and wishes that never seemed to end.

I remember how nervous you were being all “dolled up”,

Yet,to me you were such a true beauty, despite the makeup.

I wish I had collected every thought and word, all those years ago.

I always wanted to be there for all your “firsts”,

All the times when your spirit seemed about to bust.

Those times when everything I did seemed to be just enough.

You were the first, for me.

So beautiful and tiny,

So meek and yet so strong.

Oh, how I long to be there once again,

When there was nothing better than holding your small hand.

How could that path turn to such a different one?

I feel we lost something along the way,

Something that either was burnt or got tattered

Those feelings we may never have again.

I long for the day when the sun shines our way again

When all that will matter is us and our love.

Here’s to and through the journey, of us.

Poem Story

Story…. MwsR
A young freckled-faced girl who was growing older every day and wanted to believe that people never went away.
She believed in dreams and wishes; she held on to hopes and kisses.
Till one day it all changed. Her life was re-arranged.
She found out that life can be unkind that people will hurt others because they can’t love themselves, or they’re blind.
So she changed who she chose to be..started to set her guilt-free.
She taught herself that life’s about forgiving. If it ain’t it’s too hard for a living.
Others could not hurt her to her core…anymore.
She loved and stuck to those she adored.
Her life became hers again. She didn’t hold on to a bargain of her heart.
Her love was the key that set her free.
Now and forever she’ll be happy.

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Mirror by MwsR

“I am good enough,” she said to herself.

“I am not the prettiest, not the littlest but I ain’t ugly,” she continued as she looked in the mirror.

Despite her repeated efforts to make herself feel important or good about herself, the one thing she never could forget was the way she had been treated.

No mirror will help your soul shine... NO twist of fate will change your mind... **** It is only when you, yourself can take off all those self-doubts, all those busted dreams, and scrape up your own courage to see yourself as a fallible, imperfect creature that you will feel as you always should of, about yourself. Inhibited only by yourself and not the opinions of others.

Poem

Extra Effort, Sudden Chance by MwsR

The times I thought that would pass this way again
Where you could do and say what you wanted to
Never came for me and you.
Thinking that we could make up for things left unfinished
For things that were questioned but never answered
It all sounds so absurd….now.
What part of life do we actually ever control?
Is it written down somewhere I’d like to know where
But if you ask me it is nowhere, I swear?
Sudden comes disappointment and regret
Hardly ever do we actually live life to it’s all
Taking notice only if we begin to fall.
If only we could see ahead and know our time was short
I think we would make the most of it
So we wouldn’t have limits.
What is there, right before our eyes
Sometimes makes us too cozy to take the opportunity
I don’t wish that on you or me.
Spend that extra minute making things right,
Saying those words that you want to say
And stop leaving undone what you want to stay.
A man is no keeper of the next moment,
No owner of life and circumstance
Take the extra effort, take the sudden change.

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Simplicity….

A friend and I were talking about a simpler life.
How without cell phones a parent would have to trust their child or the child would have to call in to let their parents know that everything was alright.
Also, a couple would have to trust each other when they were away from each other. Not keeping tabs on where the other was, etc.

Life nowadays is hectic enough.
Try calling, sending cards, or visiting each other.
Make a point to trust your spouse, your children and each other.

Try to live life as peaceful and trusting as you can.
Be friendly. Be kind.
A simple life needs just this. That’s all. And you can change your one action and think at a time.

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THIS MORNING by MwsR

This morning went all wrong…
It was a stressful, neurotic one.
But she held herself together because she knew it wasn’t right to run.
Her efforts will pay off in the end.
They always do.