Category: Thoughts


We Forget by MwsR

In self-inflicted blindness, we forget all the ones that are in pain�

Then we turn and look over our shoulders never accepting the blame.�

Onward we keep going, forever clueless in our own little bubble�

Looks like we should access while we are down in the rumble,�

But we don’t and then we deceive ourselves into thinking that all is right,�

Even when we toss and turn away into the night.�

What is it that makes a person truly at peace?� Is it knowing that others we can deceive if they only believe?�

It’s like a game of chance that we are willing to partake of�

Not caring who we step on or who we shove.� Selfish we enter this world, selfish we leave it.�

It’s not just me thinking this and you better believe it.�

Why can’t we stop fooling ourselves, �

Stop hurting others because they let us, themselves?�

We need to acknowledge that we all play a part in this world together.�

God didn’t create us to be alone, especially forever.�

To care about others we give parts of ourselves away,�

For as long as it takes, maybe a year, maybe for just a day.�

Anyone worthy of love is worth the learning�

When others come first, in actuality we come alongside them.�

No, we can’t be always good or right, but we can bring things up and together, just like a seamstress’s hem.

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Value Of Things~MwsR Thoughts

Often we do not look fully at the honest to goodness value of things or people. We should always try to. There is hidden value in almost anyone and anything. Sometimes it takes an earnest double-take to spot hidden values.

How about that mailman? Or postal worker? How often do you fully understand their value to your own life? They make it possible for you to receive correspondence and bill notices, and things you might buy from online web purchases. Often we overlook the much-needed value of having postal workers or mail carriers. Just to name one in particular.

The next time you pour yourself a cup of coffee, take a look at the mug or cup you have your coffee in. We often take for granted that we have something that can hold our coffee. Perhaps you missed the value of having something strong to hold that coffee in. Maybe you haven’t noticed the beautiful display someone painted or superimposed on your mug or coffee cup. Not only will that cup hold your coffee, but it gives you something that may inspire you, explain your thoughts in way of a slogan or quote, but it serves multiple purposes.


close up of coffee cup on table
Photo by Chevanon Photography on

@2020 MwsR Writings

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MwsR Thoughts

Well… Lots on my mind. Too much to write.

Love Is by MwsR

Love is so complicated…yet simple.
Love is looking at my granddaughter’s dimple.
Love is cotton candy sticking to your finger.
Love is taking the phone off the ringer.
Love is possible if ever something were to be.
Love is for you and it’s for me.
Love is ignorant and foolish and blind.
Love is the clock you want to unwind.
Love is a strand.
Love is not numberable like sand.
Love is great.
Love is passion and a full plate.
💘love love……

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Just Getting It by MwsR(and thoughts)

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.

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