Sometimes we have to accept that garbage is just garbage!! We must let it go!! We must throw it out! Not all things can be recycled. Not everyone can change.
Hugs from Brooklyn
When you’re pushed by life against the wall
When you’re lost and don’t know what to do at all
All you have to do is choose to love
It’s a blessing from above.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Happy Monday Everyone! Isn’t love grand?
You can walk out of my life but you can’t walk out of my memories for they are embedded in my genetic makeup.
I know it’s you but you have no memory or else you would not have walked away.
Perhaps in the next lifetime you will remember who I truly am—-yours.
It’s time to spread my wings and fly
For on this barren land I’ll surely die
I’m going to really soar
Must search other lands for more
My end goal is to live and thrive
Even if I must scavenge to survive
I’m not hiding anymore! No more hide and seek. I’m coming into the light! I’m full of power! I’m full of might!
You stopped searching for I hid too long. Well now I’m here. Come back! It’s time to make our music. Time to complete our song.
Have a beautful day! Namaste!
As I stared at my hand, I pondered who would take hold of it.
For 20 yrs I have hoped each day was the last day my hand had to be alone.
Then one day I closed my eyes and saw the answer.
I will no longer worry.
I will clasp one hand in the other and pray.
Only God knows when my love will come.
Only God knows what’s best for my heart.
All this yearning to love and be loved will soon come to pass.
I trust in him for he knows. He always knows and I will no longer be afraid.
I love you all for reading my blog. It means so much that you take out time from your busy schedule to read it. Please share it if you like. God bless you all.
I don’t know what else to do!
I can’t fight the urge to kiss your sweet mouth any longer.
Thinking about you drives me so crazy!
But I will remain calm for what I desire is your soul.
Every night I dream about you being beside me. I dream about the day when my heart is no longer feeling alone and ignored.
I will pray for the day when you to take notice of me.
And when you ask me to be yours my answer shall be yes.
With much love
Hugs from Brooklyn.