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 Mar 2015 Adelía
Zoe
Together?
 Mar 2015 Adelía
Zoe
Together,
a word I dislike,
for he has left
and gone.
You made
a promise to me,
yet I'm all alone.
Oh God,
please help
me.*

...
Just thoughts.
A prayer.
 Mar 2015 Adelía
David
In His Image
 Mar 2015 Adelía
David
Why does mankind deliberately evade true happiness? I have been pondering this baffling question for several years.
Why does mankind so often punish themselves and others by resorting to foolish and needless arguments?
God created man and woman in His own
image and although they fell in the garden of Eden, He sent His beloved Son Jesus to forgive them if they return to Him and are reborn through His mercy.
Why are we so downcast, dear readers? Can we not henceforth take our troubles to our Heavenly Father who loves us? He is a Mother to us as well.
If we are created in His beautiful image, why cannot we choose to create as He would wish us to? This might include writing of poetry or fiction; it may include sketching or painting or crafts of culinary arts, etc.
Do we choose to use whatever gifts He has showered upon us or to refuse them?
David   copyright  March 2, 2015
 Mar 2015 Adelía
David
Rather than find fault
Try making someone happy
Watch their face light up
David  copyright   March 2, 2015
 Mar 2015 Adelía
David
Giving
 Mar 2015 Adelía
David
When you are depressed
Try making others happy
Your gloom shall vanish
David   Copyright  March 2, 2015
 Mar 2015 Adelía
David
Illusions
 Mar 2015 Adelía
David
Dear reader, always remember that it takes far more effort to live peaceably and happily with those whom we live closely with than to achieve some "perfect" relationship with those with whom we do not live. The reason is quite simple and should be easily remedied if we apply ourselves to the task. Those whom we think we know but live not with seem perfect to us since we are unable to detect their flaws. If we should live near them or in the same dwelling with them for a brief time, how swiftly would those foibles be manifested to us and likewise ours to them.
David   copyright  March 2, 2015
 Mar 2015 Adelía
Brandy Nicole
At times I feel alone,
Asking myself the ways of
the world.
They tell me I'm crazy, my
words meaningless.
Slowing I'm believing them
Inside I'm turning into a wreck,
Outside I'm nervously laughing
to hide my consuming panic...
Am I mad or just simply mad?
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 Mar 2015 Adelía
Serafina Alair
Where the sweet clover grows
On the hill past the stream,
Many hours are spent
Beneath the shade of trees
Writing poetry in spring.
2-26-'15
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