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Let us be grateful
Everyday.
For everything that comes
our way.
For every little blessing  and all
kind of times.
Letโ€™s take life as given
and try to stay kind.
Through rough times we grow
Through rough times we learn
We will fall and learn to stand tall.
Always say thank You
Thatโ€™s all!!

Shellโœจ๐Ÿš
Itโ€™s important to be grateful. With gratitude comes happiness and peace of mind
Diksha Dhiman Feb 22
Itโ€™s just that your mind is yet to be trained to see positive things happening.
Benita Dalby Feb 13
His name starts with a B

He made a promise to always care for me

He persists to always protect me from negativity

He encourages me to be the real me

๐ŸŒ™

I love when he calls me sweetie

In his arms is where I long to be

Here I feel safe I never want to flee

In his presence I always feel free

๐ŸŒ™

He carries inside a rare esprit

A mind so gifted musically

His dad jokes at times I do not see

Then I laugh as he explains them to me

๐ŸŒ™

He always holds my hand publicly

He kisses me any time to the umpteenth degree

This man has no shame to be seen with me

He honours my love and does not try to change me

๐ŸŒ™

In the quiet moments as we sit on our balcony

I catch myself admiring his creativity

His eyes show so much, always wonderfully

He always touches me so tenderly

๐ŸŒ™

In awe of this man I am, so deeply

He communicates openly with honesty

The things he has shown me which I never thought could be

Expands my mind with endless possibilities

๐ŸŒ™

He has gone through it all with me

Supporting me and my illness endlessly

To do this takes patience and strength, I do not disagree

Full of love for him I will always be

๐ŸŒ™

I know it hasnโ€™t always been easy

I thank him for supporting me

When he is down, or needs some helping

He knows I will be there for him as he has been for me

๐ŸŒ™

I have arrived, I am on the path of healing

I have lost so much the past year, without him I do not know where I would be

I am beginning to see that a life full of beauty is in front of me

I will remind myself of this constantly

๐ŸŒ™

All the wisdom he has bestowed upon me

For him, to the end of the earth I would go swiftly

Iโ€™m so full of gratitude that he was sent to me

I love you B.P.M, Oh baby.
12.02.2021
thepoeticwit Feb 7
"I'm sorry"
The echo
that fills the cracks
in the spaces in between
pieces of a broken heart
of damages dealt and received
regrets and areas of lack
of missing the mark and
not measuring up to par
or not being good enough
for the other


"Thank you"
The simple whisper of
a soul found and mended
a stomach well fed
lungs filled with breath to sing
of gifts given and received
of lovingkindness graciously bestowed
of embracing the other


"I love you"
The tender glance of eyes
beholding beauty
the cries of joy
of a revived heart beating pompously
The strength renewed to a fallen warrior
restored to eternal glory
redeems every "sorry"
overflows every "thank you"
and always lavishing
declaring

"Beloved, I live for you."

-thepoeticwit
Each day
The weight of a leaf

Falling
into a pile
we gather
up
at the end

Each leaf is 5 grams;
but the pile
weighs
hundreds of
pounds

No weight in our hand
Simply the feeling
Of crisp form

Its corners, ridges,
And variegation
of hues

Some days we conclude in prayer,
โ€œOh, thank God itโ€™s over,โ€

Yet it counts,
this one leaf,
filling our bin of days

Experiencing
Ourselves,

One leaf at a time.
All the days fill the leaf pile of experiences that are our life. They may feel light and mundane, yet they add up.
SiouxF Jan 28
Happiness and sadness,
Two contrasting emotions,
And both transitory.
Aim for contentment,
Acceptance of what is,
And whatโ€™s not,
And gratitude for all that is.
With this and
A firm gaze
Upon your dreams
You can achieve anything
You set your mind to
With grace and determination
Willpower has a certain weight
your effort is valued...tenfold
an action to reciprocate
glorious to behold

Hands as gentle as sunlight
"This is basic affection"
How silly...you are right
ours is not standard connection
His4Her is a series of poems with different points of view of fictional people
Kyle Jan 23
Bluebells growing;
Bluebirds singing;
Elder trees blooming;
Peach trees bearing.
I hope we'll find our happiness and peace. I hope 2021 is full of joy. I wish this pandemic would end soon.
The bird is eager to fly away
to sunrise
to sing her song
to welcome a new day
Letโ€™s be like birds.

Shell โœจ๐Ÿš
Be thankful everyday for having another day.....
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