Share your smile, all too often someone has lost their smile.
Share your things, for someone else, is in need.
Share your time, for some time, is almost gone.
Share your love, because you remember needing it yourself, once or twice.
Share words of hope, someone needs to hear them today.
Share and in sharing you will find inner joy…inner peace…wow what a way to get your “sums of money worth”.
Tag: Thoughts
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.
MwsR
@2020 MwsR Writings
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……
Hey all.
I am writing to you all to let you know, that my site may change starting in October. I will be stopping the business account. I am making this decision based solely on the cost it costs me to run this site. It is really a lot and seeing as I have not been paid a dime for running it, it only has cost me money. I will probably do the free WordPress. Of course, that will not come with all the “bells” and “whistles” that this business account does. It will lack many features and many options for me in terms of posting. I am okay with that.
Poetry is the reason I joined this site in the first place. I wanted to share some of my many feelings and let others know that they are not alone in this world of pain, uncertainty, and turmoil. I felt I had experienced many things that I could share.
I hope you will continue to follow, like, or comment. I am not saying goodbye, just saying that my purpose for this website will not change. I will continue to write my poems, and share my thoughts and feelings. Please know that I appreciate all those who have friended me, been kind to me, and supported me.
I shall see you on this side of the rainbow~! MwsR
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.
Sunday Thought
MwsR Thoughts
A life worth living has to include forgiving,
A heart that’s broken needs to be healed.
For us to continue, to grow, to love, to forgive, we need to have pain, trials, and betrayals.
Isn’t it crazy how life can change, in just a minute, a day, through time?
Finding the rail while traveling up the stairs of life, can ensure grounded footing while climbing.
Which will get us where we need safer. Isn’t that what we all want?
Blessed to be alive, to be able to keep loving, to be able to be forgiven, and forgive.
Blessed to be able to help others!
Have a super fantastically supreme day!
Poem
Collecting Your Memories
By MwsR
It is sad sometimes
But it is so real.
The life we live all the time.
When there is doubt or fear, or pain
We go back to where we once were.
Finding comfort from the same.
It’s scary to think
For us to move on we need to collect our memories
Before they sink.
Often blinded by the once was
Too much can cloud our today’s.
But if you have to, to move ahead, or just because…
Then collect your memories
Express their feelings as best you can.
Be it in song, writing, or whatever sensories.
Mws R Writings 