On the hard days,
The sad days,
The I miss you days,
Please come snuggle days,
On the days when emotions are more mountain and less mole hill,
More swing and less steady,
On the days when you gave your best and still felt short,
I am here,
Rooting for you!
You are always enough
Exactly as you are!

I feel like I've held my breath my whole life whilst waiting for you to arrive.

The velvet smoothness of your voice, dancing into my ears and setting fireworks off inside my whole body,


The moment we had our first conversation I knew.

I knew as much as I do now, for you are just you and I am just me.

Nothing is planned to make this a us or we.

But I know my soul aches for you, my heart hasn't beat the same since that moment we talked.

As I lay in bed hopelessly waiting by the phone, longing for you to reach out.. Somehow I know one day you will be tucked up right beside me. To grow old.. To hold forevermore and to never face a day alone again.


How I wish I could fast forward to your arms, to smell the sweet smell of the nook of your next. For now.

I will wait


Because I've waited my whole life so far not breathing. Now filled with breath I can wait a liitle more

Dream big,
And never give up!
Reality is hard,
Keep it real "in these

Dark Days"
And share the positive and light and
You never know, maybe,
Someday the world can see the light again!

I believe in abundance
I believe in wealth
I believe in prosperity
I believe in great health

I believe in angels
I believe in guides
I believe in goodness
And a God who provides

I believe in the sunshine
That lights up my days
I believe in inspiration
Which enhances my ways

I believe in what’s real
And with hope and delight
I bask in abundance
As I share truth and light

You know that old saying
"Actions speak louder than words"?
Well, I've learned to observe
the behavioral patterns
of when our conversations
become a burden.

I am a professional at
reading the signs
of unamused eyes
and you just stare
right through me.

I guess that is fair play.

After all, I used to say
too much
and you cared
when you could.

Foolish of me to think there would
ever be a middle.

We left on words
misunderstood
and nothing more
would follow.

You had a boundary
that I overlooked.

I guess
"hello"
was all
it
took.

Early morning of an Indian summer,
to hear the pitter-patter of a newbie rock ‘n’ roll drummer,
still music to ears right out of slumber,
just close your eyes and pick your magic number.

For the droplets maybe bringing,
new messages for a worrying mind,
to hold them in a bottle to remind
the force behind the tiny droplets when combined.

Gone are the days of longing to be drenched,
the thirst for beauty has been quenched
moods of creation has in it totally entrenched
tiny sparkles that have those tiny droplets clenched.

Count those wishes,
earth is giving out riches,
just observing those tiny droplets,
will pull imagination like conjuring new puzzle pieces.