Search

Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

Tag

kindness

In This Moment

What happens tomorrow isn't nearly as important as what happens today Today we can create a better tomorrow We can lay the groundwork to make our dreams reality, one step at a time Today we can reach out and make... Continue Reading →

When I Open My Heart To Love – part two

When I open my heart to love I feel unsure and almost close it back up again I've been hurt so many times before But I don't want my heart to grow cold Turn to ice with a wall around... Continue Reading →

Open My Heart to Love

When I opened my heart to love I felt my world expand My body felt lighter I wasn't lost in my own mind My mind, usually lost spinning But when I opened my heart to love I saw the blue... Continue Reading →

A Room of Oddities (Originally Published Dec 24, 2012)

There’s a small window in this room of oddities. It’s so dusty and dirty you can’t see to the outside. It doesn’t look like it’s been cleaned in months – or ever. I’m not sure where it would look out... Continue Reading →

Christmas Awareness (originally published December 2015)

Christmas is a time of songs and lights Snow falling softly over little villages tucked in tight Blanketing them in a cozy white slumber Fires crackling keeping everyone nice and warm While presents overflow under the tree But there's so... Continue Reading →

December 3, 2015 Christmas Love

Christmas is a time of songs and lights Snow falling softly over little villages tucked in tight Blanketing them in a cozy white slumber Fires crackling keeping everyone nice and warm While presents overflow under the tree But there's so... Continue Reading →

It’s Real to Me

It's real to me The value of myself The trueness of my soul The light inside me The growth of my spirit It's finally real to me What a woman's worth What she should expect What I should expect What... Continue Reading →

What you mean in Oz

Once important people Are no longer so important Opinions that once mattered Voices once respected Have now been silenced in the mind The golden bridge that's been crossed Can't be burned from memory But won't be crossed back over That... Continue Reading →

Taking Time

Time runs fine away like grains of sand thru my hand I cannot catch it and control it any better than the waves are able to on the beach The words allude my pen and are the mistress of moments... Continue Reading →

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑