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I once believed that all has a purpose
Life is filled with many blessings At times, taken without reason. Confusion sets in Where once upon a time ago Wisdom filled this hole. The road paved with gravel Or simply a Bridge, Left unfinished. Why? Seems to be the only way to go. A journey of Ponder and Wonder. A Journey My Journey Continues with a fight. Familiarity or Clarity? Darkness or Light? None the less A Bridge! My Bridge! Life! |
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When life is no longer "under construction", it's over. Not to worry, I always have a hand extended to help ya through the rough spots
You are sunshine on my cloudy days!  
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When life is no longer "under construction", it's over. Not to worry, I always have a hand extended to help ya through the rough spots
You are sunshine on my cloudy days!
<<< snuggles up in (( Kens ))) lap, taking in all and enjoying the quiet within the storm
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Peeks in. Gentle smile envelopes my face as I see all is good and I tiptoe out.
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Never give up on what you believe, life will always put our faith to the test. At times things will happen that will overwhelm us and we will feel like we are drowning and no longer can catch our breath. Take time to ponder and let the calm take over at times we have to take one day at a time step by step. What seemed to be too much for us to handle slowly as each day goes by does not seem so overwhelming and before we know it we are looking back on the problem wondering why did I almost let it take me down.
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Never give up on what you believe, life will always put our faith to the test. At times things will happen that will overwhelm us and we will feel like we are drowning and no longer can catch our breath. Take time to ponder and let the calm take over at times we have to take one day at a time step by step. What seemed to be too much for us to handle slowly as each day goes by does not seem so overwhelming and before we know it we are looking back on the problem wondering why did I almost let it take me down.
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The road can become unbearable.
Sometimes it's good to abandon the familiar path and carve a new one--your own!
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way cool
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Fantastic LAMom...
May there always be bridges and no forks in that road...
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My road is filled with many Obstacles
Yet its the Bridges that bring me home into the loving arms of you ((( Family ))) that keep the dust to a minimum and the Broken edges of life not to rough Thank you all so much
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we build and build and start over, and when all is said and done, we always have each other. (((Denise)))
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My road is filled with many Obstacles Yet its the Bridges that bring me home into the loving arms of you ((( Family ))) that keep the dust to a minimum and the Broken edges of life not to rough Thank you all so much
It may be filled with many obstacles lovely one ... but the way you dance over, under, around and through is grace itself unfolding!
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My road is filled with many Obstacles Yet its the Bridges that bring me home into the loving arms of you ((( Family ))) that keep the dust to a minimum and the Broken edges of life not to rough Thank you all so much
It may be filled with many obstacles lovely one ... but the way you dance over, under, around and through is grace itself unfolding!
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Tears of frustration
Revisted. That bridge, Not yet burned? Despair, Eating through Hope, that’s hidden within the why! The strength of mind Tightens her jaw. Determination’s Growling forth loosening her maw. “Now!” her spirit screams As if, for her, a waking dream……………………………. Dancing L’s Prance to and fro. Side-to-side And dough-see-dough. Sass-shaying with lessons Of her life. Not giving in To fear’s ugly might. Her laughter rolls With her rhythmic beat. Up jumps her body As she moves de’feat. Rainbows of healing Surround her being. Nasty lymph nodes Hasten their fleeing. Filled with the Light of Love: Dancing Laughing Loving even the Lessons of the Nasties, The Shaman of Scars knows and shows us all The Way of Beauty. |
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Life... indeed it's life 101... a continual journey of the soul. It's the bridges built where souls connect and the journey is shared that often get us through the darkness. Hang in there! Great write!
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Nice add DKW,hang in there sweet one..hugs and prayers
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Tears of frustration Revisted. That bridge, Not yet burned? Despair, Eating through Hope, that’s hidden within the why! The strength of mind Tightens her jaw. Determination’s Growling forth loosening her maw. “Now!” her spirit screams As if, for her, a waking dream……………………………. Dancing L’s Prance to and fro. Side-to-side And dough-see-dough. Sass-shaying with lessons Of her life. Not giving in To fear’s ugly might. Her laughter rolls With her rhythmic beat. Up jumps her body As she moves de’feat. Rainbows of healing Surround her being. Nasty lymph nodes Hasten their fleeing. Filled with the Light of Love: Dancing Laughing Loving even the Lessons of the Nasties, The Shaman of Scars knows and shows us all The Way of Beauty. I am off to ponder and wipe the tears and snotttt from my face,, Your depth of understanding fill me,,, thank you my Dear Sweet Wench for once again enlighting my mind,, and giving me the Kick in the Ass I so need at times
Suz, Pam and Pam My love is strong
Sherrie Beside me you stand
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I once believed that all has a purpose Life is filled with many blessings At times, taken without reason. Confusion sets in Where once upon a time ago Wisdom filled this hole. The road paved with gravel Or simply a Bridge, Left unfinished. Why? Seems to be the only way to go. A journey of Ponder and Wonder. A Journey My Journey Continues with a fight. Familiarity or Clarity? Darkness or Light? None the less A Bridge! My Bridge! Life! there is something so familiar and settling seeing a bridge in the distance hope, connection, passage realization that you can go either way the waters beneath have their place sound and vista gift.. hind sight reflection, always somewhere to place, one step in front of the other you love so deeply, and so unselfishly. such sweetness, s |
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I once believed that all has a purpose Life is filled with many blessings At times, taken without reason. Confusion sets in Where once upon a time ago Wisdom filled this hole. The road paved with gravel Or simply a Bridge, Left unfinished. Why? Seems to be the only way to go. A journey of Ponder and Wonder. A Journey My Journey Continues with a fight. Familiarity or Clarity? Darkness or Light? None the less A Bridge! My Bridge! Life! there is something so familiar and settling seeing a bridge in the distance hope, connection, passage realization that you can go either way the waters beneath have their place sound and vista gift.. hind sight reflection, always somewhere to place, one step in front of the other you love so deeply, and so unselfishly. such sweetness, s Ohhhhhhhhh Lovely Sadie,,, How Beautiful are you,,
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This Lady I know lets just call her by name “Ms Wench” Yep that’s her name, She once again enlightened my mind Filled my sense’s unleashed her rhythm Reminding me “Life” heals all wounds. Death is an awaking of a different kind Shaman of Scars a name blessed upon me Flying Soul a healer under trees Cleansing that which holds me Candles lit upon the darkness of nights Releasing again this brilliant light Crystalizing essential hands of Hope Lifting me from within my ropes Ms Wench my Lady of Light and rhythm I do believe its time we dance Hmmmmmmmm Maybe some dough-see-dough
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