God willing, she said,
Looking at the dwindling garden flowers
This winter we’ll have blooms of marigold.

Her clayed hands some smudged on her face
They speak of her hard stolen recess
From the grinding chores of running a family
And still when the wind turns cold
Dream for beds of marigold!

God willing
Before her dream’s warmth fades
The garden will be blooming with marigold beds.

This is for those Who have,


Burned,
Bled,
Vomited,
Hurt,
Cried,
Died,
Lied,
Hid,
Cut,­
Pinched,
Clawed,
Punched,
Bruised,
And Hated Themselves,
Because of what other people think.

Think before you speak, Words HURT Some of us have the SCARS to PROVE IT. If you Are one of us, Know you're not alone, and you'll be okay. I know its hard, but Please... I beg you, throw the blades, pins, needles, lighters, and rubber bands away... You're loved, and like i said... you'll be okay. :)

We did it
We finally tied the knot
After months of stress from planning
we got the wedding we always wanted
I walked down the isle
you stood there watching me with wonder
As we said our vows while staring into each others eyes
I knew I would look into those eyes forever
We finally kissed as we went from two people to one person
We became one heart
as our kiss sent off sparks of passion
I held your hand so tightly
to make sure that this was real
We are now husband and wife
words could not express the joy I was feeling in that moment
As we had our first dance
it became clear to me
You are the one
God has chosen for me
As our song played beautifully
we sang along quietly together
I am so happy to share this journey with you
that tells the story of us forever


This poem is dedicated to Jeremy and Heather Okon
Congratulations on your special day
I love you

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But
all I heard
All they heard
All you heard
Was
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