If I don't greet you when I meet you; it is not because I don't want to
I suffer with  from anxiety
I worry what you might think of me
I wont offer you my hand my palms are sweaty
I find it hard to concentrate on what you say
I feel like my heart is pounding like a drum
I feel kinda numb in my arms legs and feet
I feel like I might run
I feel jumpy
I feel a sense of dread
I wish I could crawl back in my bed
I wonder if you will understand this is not always like me
I am trying to get better control of the symptoms
The next time I see you I will take a deep breath
I will tell myself there is nothing to fear
I will do my best to greet you

As your brush
Gently, softly strokes
The white canvas on easel
The paint swirls delicately
Ingeniously you mix the rainbow
Of colors on your magical palette
Blending them all together to create your scene
You could create a whole new world of wonder
Just for me and you
And I often wonder what I would paint
If I were such an artist as you
And held all the magical illusions
Right at my fingertips
But since I am not an artist
I can still soak—drink in
The beauty only you can give birth to
The worlds of imagination
Only you can see
And paint upon canvas
For a poetess to see!

~Marian~

Would you still Love me if my mind should wander, or consider my words with few points to ponder?
Would you still Love me if my teeth should rot, or would you think of things I haven’t got.
Would you still Love me if you saw me in pain, or would you not feel the same?
Would you still Love me if my hair was grey, or would you think of my better days?
Would you still Love me if you saw me in sorrow, or would you be too busy with your plans for tomorrow.
Would you still Love me if my looks should fade, or would you pretend you are at a Masquerade
Would you still Love me for the beauty inside, when my looks fail don’t tell a lie, just stand beside me
And Love me for who I am if you do, your my forever friend.
Friendship is a treasure valued beyond silver and gold.
True Love cannot be accurately measured, and Love is the greatest treasure.

The value of true friends are to be treasured
Their value can not be accurately measured
They are uniquely special
They are more valuable than diamonds and more precious
than rubies
They stick by you no matter what .you are going through
If they die their value lives on, in the memories that were shared
and of how they cared and the love that was expressed there
They live on in our hearts and minds
They are worth more than Gold
They are a treasure that our hearts hold, for eternity

I do not want to just go through the motions in life
I want to strive not just survive
I want to thrive
I want to live with devotion not just chase a careless notion
I need to take five and smell the flowers along the way
I need to stop and see what is clearly ahead of me
I need to appreciate all the beauty that can be found, and peace will flow abundantly