I thought I would finally fly out this cage
Forget the world’s rage
Perch on your friendly shoulder
But your absence was a boulder
Destroying that stage
My solitude may have blinded me to the exit before
But I see it now and choose to close the door .
I’ll remain in my cage safe and sound
I choose me and you can just stand around.
Happy Friday my lovelies. I send you hugs from Brooklyn. Always choose yourself. You matter!
I miss you and your prose
Your words that easily flowed
My soul losing control
My sentence is no more
Miss your punctuation
Oh sweet exclamation!
Where did you go?
I miss you so!
Why is it that some people know how to get to your heart so well? Perhaps known from past lives? Were they soul mates that slipped away? Luck? Do you know?
With Love Guady G. I send you hugs from Brooklyn.
Letter after letter makes mere words
Give me an adjective
A verb
And sentence me right now.
Love you. Guady G
I see the pain behind the smiles
I am here if you need me
To listen, to hug you
For a while
I love you!
Not sure who needs this today but know you are seen and you are loved. Never forget that!
Sending hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
A mother isn’t only the person that gives you birth.
Its also the person that loves you with all they are worth.
This is why you are my mother even if I was birthed by another.
Happy Mother’s Day
This is for all those out there who don’t have children of their own but have raised, loved and helped guide someone else’s child whether it is their relative, neighbor, student, foster child etc as if they were their very own. You are a blessing and I honor you today. Thank you.
With all my love Guady G
Fluidity 