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Can We Change The Time?

Why, oh why, does it have to be, the same old, same old, beginning at three. Is it possible to use seven, eight or nine, to wake me up and create these silly rhymes. Afraid not to get up and write, because sometimes my words disappear before daylight.

Where do the words come from and why sometimes do they go, always come fast, never, e

Where do the words come from and why sometimes do they go, always come fast, never, ever slow. As always I am amazing at what is written by my pen, followed by a fear something might take the words all away again.

I don't think anyone else will care, if the words of my soul were never laid bare. I suppose they are meant to help heal my heart, so one day I can give life and someone a freshly mended heart.

I guess my Dad left me his need to write, but unlike him, I will probably keep mine hidden out of sight. For now it is important to keep this all tucked away, for how long my soul doesn't want to say.

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Nothing At All

Can We Change The Time?

Dad always said if he likes you he will call, if not, then it was nothing at all. Young lady sit tight, don't go gallivanting with boys I haven't met at night.

No to going out with anyone who couldn't jump start a car, it might be used an excuse to keep me out late looking at stars. When and if it got too late, into the pickup he jumped

Dad always said if he likes you he will call, if not, then it was nothing at all. Young lady sit tight, don't go gallivanting with boys I haven't met at night.

No to going out with anyone who couldn't jump start a car, it might be used an excuse to keep me out late looking at stars. When and if it got too late, into the pickup he jumped to go looking for me and my date.

He told me he when was young he was quite the handsome guy, and used many excuses to keep Mama out late looking at the sky. Mama said it was true he was quite the catch, several courtships at a time but none were his match.

She never said a word about all his fun, and he was shocked to find out he wasn't her only one. He looked back with regret at his stable of fillies, watching her dance with another made him feel silly.

Off to war he was sent with hearts going separate ways, but to his surprise he thought about her ever single day. Who was she with and would she still be around, when he was able to make it back to his old stomping grounds.

From San Diego to Bartow, he drove straight for days, leaving all the other fillies behind because his heart had changed his ways. He wondered if she would believe him when he told her his love was true, Mama said she smiled and told him, she already knew.

So I figure he knows what he is talking about, being most wanted in school. Don't waste your time on a smooth talking, can't jump start a car, star gazing mule.

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Temporary Magic

Can We Change The Time?

Temporary Magic

As I walk through the lights and all of these rides, sentimental feelings begin rising up inside. Memories of laughter nestled between squeals of fear, while remembering the ones who used to hold me so near.

Some days are like the tilt-a-whirl spinning out of control, other days are like the zipper with so many ups and downs you wonder if

Some days are like the tilt-a-whirl spinning out of control, other days are like the zipper with so many ups and downs you wonder if you will ever be made whole. The funny house with all the mirrors reflecting different faces, sort of like the ones we now pick from depending on what the place is.

Just like real life, some games are fair and others are not, dependent upon heart of the one running it as to whether or not you have a shot. Balloons for popping with fish swimming around, are effective tools to help the last five dollars in your pocket be found.

Neon lights reflected in little one's eyes, while staring at stacks of stuffed animals appearing to go as high as the night sky.

"Can we go on that one?" followed by "Will you hold my hand", gives us older folks the chance to feel the magic again.

I always hate leaving this temporary magical state, with its dirt aisles and "Fair Game" signs all over the place. One week it's here and then its gone, but for me and the ink in my pen the memories will live on.

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Even Behind The Sun

Meet Me In the Mountains

Meet me in the the mountains as you have done so many times before, don't look to the left or to the right trying to figure out what is an open or closed door. This world can deceive and lead you away from my perfect plans. Confusion and pain would soon follow like the hot sun creating a dessert wasteland.

You'll find me sitting next to

You'll find me sitting next to you on the mountain by the fire, as you hike listen to My whisper in your heart as you go higher and higher. I will meet you in the morning with my word to light your way, don't let the outside world interrupt our conversations that day.

Everyone has baggage defining the why behind what they do, I see their hearts and with this knowledge I protect precious ones like you. It doesn't matter if your walking alone or with the one I chose, I will be with you through the highs and lows.

You will come down off the mountain a bit more clear, amazing when you "finally" get quiet what you will hear. Keep doing what you believe I led you to do, trusting those unfounded fears leading you to stumble were not true.

Don't look to the left or to the right, just keep helping those I bring into your sight. Stay in the lane I put you in so I can take care of the rest, be patient precious girl, I am bringing you My very best.

The words in this one will grow and change but not the message, it remains the same. Those days you dreaded have come and gone, look to me, not to others and nothing will go wrong.

Bottom of the mountain in South Africa

Isaiah 43:4 Because you are precious in my eyes, and honored, and I love you, I give men in return for you, peoples in exchange for your life.

Isaiah 30:21 - And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it,” when you turn to the right or when you turn to the left.

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I Prefer The Rain

Meet Me In the Mountains

The music stopped and I could hear the rain, my melodies had hid the gentle beat on my window pane. This was a soft one that the birds enjoyed. You could hear it as they splashed and played accompanied by tweets of joy.

I wonder how long did I miss this gentle cleansing so soothing in my ears, as I lay here grateful the music had stoppe

I wonder how long did I miss this gentle cleansing so soothing in my ears, as I lay here grateful the music had stopped so I could hear. The tree outside my window with it's new leaves slow it down, adding a different rhythm to the drops falling directly to the ground.

I prefer the rain today so I choose to ignore all the distractions, yes, I know, emails and phone calls are waiting on me to think and take action. A soft rain like this with no lightning to scare, caresses my mind so I'm staying right here and not going anywhere.

The best way to listen is in my bed deep beneath the covers,........

Of course these words came crashing into my brain, driven to write them down so I wouldn't go insane. Now that the dastardly writing deed is done, back under my covers I go smiling because the words once again won.

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My Horse

Meet Me In the Mountains

Poetry & Photography

Tonight is not the night to type.....but as long as I am up.

I believe one day I will have a horse of my own, one that shares my love and together we will freely roam. I would never lock it up in a small lonely pen or tie it down so it could never run again.

Living with horses on a lake with lots of land, the beauty of the water with ki

Tonight is not the night to type.....but as long as I am up.

I believe one day I will have a horse of my own, one that shares my love and together we will freely roam. I would never lock it up in a small lonely pen or tie it down so it could never run again.

Living with horses on a lake with lots of land, the beauty of the water with kids playing in the sand. Midnight swims in the moonlight xxxxxxxx not even water can come between xxxxxxx.

Nxxxx wants a pony because "she is too short", Jxxx wants a ball and bat because he loves that sport. Crayons here, crayons there, it's a mess but guess what, I really don't care.

I imagine the water shimmering in my eyes, now only too much sunlight brings tears to my eyes. .........

A hike around our land to the trail we grew to love, shimmering leaves protect us from the sun's heat from up above. The sun fades as we move up the hill and out of sight, no words need to be said as we move together in the moonlight.

Proverbs 4:26-27 - 26 Carefully consider the path for your feet, and all your ways will be established. 27 Don’t turn to the right or to the left; keep your feet away from evil.

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Poetry & Photography

I will never dot all my "i"s and cross all my "t"s, I am not driven for it all to be done perfectly. That can drive some people crazy who don't really get why I am grammar lazy. ( I am)

My brain and my words pour out so fast, sometimes they follow me around writing down what I say so those ideas can last. I am forever grateful for the o

I will never dot all my "i"s and cross all my "t"s, I am not driven for it all to be done perfectly. That can drive some people crazy who don't really get why I am grammar lazy. ( I am)

My brain and my words pour out so fast, sometimes they follow me around writing down what I say so those ideas can last. I am forever grateful for the ones who do, volunteers and employees... I would not want to walk in their shoes.

Florence Littauer with her tests showed me the why, being organized with everything in it's place was like wishing chocolate pie would fall from sky. Trusted by so many who struggle like me, her work lives on especially in the world of ADD.

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Unfrozen Hearts

Poetry & Photography

Unfrozen Hearts

Does he love You and understand it takes three to make two, or just see You when sitting on the occasional holiday pew. Will he love praying for us some days, or prefer I take that task because he doesn't have much to say.

Will he love the fall and walking through it's beautiful leaves, or prefer to stay inside away from things that make

Will he love the fall and walking through it's beautiful leaves, or prefer to stay inside away from things that make him sneeze. Will he love sitting by a fire and watching the moon, or remind me that there are a ton of bugs outside along with those nasty raccoons.

Will he love me and my imperfect ways, or get frustrated finding random coffee cups I seem to misplace EVERYDAY. Will he love the way I enjoy gas powered engines and speed, or will he put a "Prius" in the garage and say that's all I need.

Will he love that I care deeply about people and things, or want to keep me to himself and clip my wings. Will he love the way I love those precious kids and their toys, or secretly hope they never come around with their noise.

Will he love my dog that I insist stays inside or will he declare yards are for dogs so she has to stay outside. Will he love me as much and as loyally as I do him or lose interest with the next willing Yoga teacher whim.

Why am I wondering about so many things? Only a frozen heart wouldn't after so much betrayal from the one who slipped on your first ring. Now unfrozen I look back amazed at how much went on, slowly killing me with paper cuts even if no visible blood was drawn.

So, I "think" God will pick someone with kind eyes and a giving heart, He knows exactly what I need for my life's new start. Only someone who has walked in similar situations, can understand how important trust is to a firm foundation.

Yes, I am older and not as fast I as once was, but even older hearts need to experience true love. I will grow older with someone I can love and trust, uninterested by the offers of one night stands or move in with me....(x)

Now that former books have started figuring this all out, unwanted offers like coupon books are laying all about. I know some older women out of fear will take whatever they can get, I see where they are coming from but don't understand settling for it.

So, enough of my heart's silly questioning rhyme, I think I know where my ship is heading in a few months time. Once I have arrived only time can reveal if that destination was right, if wrong, God will guide me as I sail on into the night.

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