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 Sep 2
Nat Lipstadt
thanks for your thanks, but your work is always
100% entirely you

but you have to be grateful and greatfull,
first and foremost to yourself for the
ownership of your unique creativity &
courage, first to write, and then for saying,

"Hey! lets post it, and who knows what mighty might
happen?"
.(I willπŸ˜‰)

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writ on Labor of Love Day
Sept 1, 2025
please visit Heart Hackers page, only 31 poems and  each is so deft, so
well,  composed, it made  think about throwing in the towel, except for the 157
drafts lying about
 Sep 2
Harry Gione
Your face is tinted
You've been roasting your cheeks
Said you've been dating the sun
For about three weeks
 Sep 2
Maddy
First for writing and always
Now for all parts of good mental and physical health
Viewing Nature and basking in the quiet
Sometimes accompanied by music
Petting and greeting dogs of different breeds and sizes
Sometimes with company
Usually alone by choice
In all kinds of weather
Walking
 Sep 1
Laura
When paging through lifes journey.
What do we see.
Ticks or crosses.
Let's begin the count, one two, three.
For every cross we see.
It was just another blank.
Of goals we did not reach.
Or missions we did not fulfill.
So today a day as such as this.
Let's counteract, the blanks.
Filling every page, with visions, dreams and heartfelt cries.
As they come, to life on the pages.
 Sep 1
Bekah Halle
Angels β€”
Heavenly creatures;
I have oft thought of them
As far off, mystical beings with porcelain features,

But, are they in fact here amongst the living?
Daily? Hourly? Even in this minute?

Or are they only present
In the presence of those who are dying,
As a gift from the Alpha and Omega β€”
Reminding us He’ll bring us home, dancing, not crying?!

What if we could see them angels?
What if we could feel them, sense them
Be vessels of their love.
Surrounding people in pain, grief and disdain, holding them close like a hem
Holds the loose strands of life β€”

What if we could be the angels β€”
To each other, loving without demands,
Reminding people of where they came from β€”
Whom they come from and where their DNA strands
Will return β€”

To the Angels around me now,
Thank you for your love,
Thank you for your purpose
And thank you that you hold the ones in need,
like the precious wings of
doves.
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