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Jul 2019
Dress in love, being who
you are, not another's fool
in games of chance.

Waking up before your time
may never make you wise, will
only bring you doubt, fearing
darkness before your time.

Dream with all your heart
never leaving angels warmth
behind, while you sleep peacefully
in majestic glory.

At times we wonder why
rain must wash away
dust upon the rose, watching
droplets falling to the ground
shining like diamonds.

Miracles always happen if we
believe it or not, we shall always
be who we were meant to be.

No reason to hang our heads
it will never change the way we
are.


God made us all miracles!
We are his children.


By DerenaBree
© 2019 DerenaBree (All rights reserved)
Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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