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Book of My Life

When I open the book of my life The pages await I scan through the pages Scribbled in a hurry is some of my writing Some I don't even recognize as mine And seem to be written by someone else... Continue Reading →

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I Dare Not Breathe

Hanging onto the rope for dear life The illusion of control hangs in the balance In denial that I cannot orchestrate everything Because that's the only way I can feel safe Hanging onto the rope makes me feel Like I'm... Continue Reading →

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Decisions

When I stood in front of the open door I looked out and saw all the way to the horizon It seemed so far away Yet like in a mirror I knew objects were closer than they appeared Wanting to... Continue Reading →

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Choices

When I stood in front of the open door I saw all the way to the horizon And it was beautiful The rich landscape showed me so many possibilities and freedom But I paused I didn't know where to go... Continue Reading →

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Christmas Solitude (2010)

You hear music in the distance, off beyond the pines Carolers are singing, the familiar Christmas tunes As you walk crunching through the newly fallen snow The sweet sounds get louder The sleigh bells come near And a horse drawn... Continue Reading →

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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 →

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Trusting My Wings

Sitting peacefully on the edge of a new beginning I peered out the door I had opened it but was unsure what to do next I paused at the open threshold and waited breathlessly What was I waiting for? I... Continue Reading →

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Home is Where the Heart is

As I looked out the window I saw crystal clarity There was a beautiful blue sky And the clouds leisurely passed by on their journey To where? Only they really know I saw cars busy and people rushing Again, so... Continue Reading →

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Keeping Stepping

When I stood at the bottom of the staircase I felt nervous, where did it lead? What was I getting myself into? I could not see the top, but I felt drawn to ascend it anyway When I stepped on... Continue Reading →

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