#positvity
A reflection draws to attention
The flaws normally hidden
And the beauty that radiates
The one more focused on
Creates the biggest impact
Jun 30, 2023
Jun 30, 2023 at 6:37 PM UTC
-when he began transforming his guest room...for me.
-our first Christmas after he moved me home and created our mantle from my old place.
-all over him after his days of doing carpentry with his Dad this spring.
- his scent I crave each day when he returns to our haven after a day of work.
-all over him again last Saturday as he sanded an antique cabinet for me.
I’ll never tire of the scent of sawdust. The scent is etched into my olfactory memories as one so sweet- blood sweat, tears and sawdust.
He puts all of himself into us.
For me and to me, he is love.
And I’ll never tire of the scent of sawdust.
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
You are beauty, even if the snakes leave you with fangs and bruises You are strength, the sturdy rhino, the proud lion, the god of your fate
Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
Oh dear one, how the world has shown its fangs to you
How it has dripped venom on the satin of your joy, how it has eroded away the sunshine of your pride
It has done its best to strike you down, to eat away at the color inside your soul
But you are radiant, like the light of the winter waters, you hold the warmth of a southern spring in your smile
Take the sword that lays in your heart, and draw it with grace and pride
For you are fighter that stands to the darkness around
You are the eighth wonder of the world, you are the reason for many’s happiness
You are dear soul, you are a wonderous soul
You are you
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC
You told me once, of my inherent ugliness
That I was a "fat"
That I was "prideful"
That I was "vain"
That I was "headstrong"
That I was "flawed"
That I was "unloveable"
You aimed to crush me, for your own pleasure and gain
But I knew better, for I realized
What you were really saying, you hate my joy, and I loathe you have it
For I am ugly on my insides, and wish you unrest
I took your words, and threw them to a fire
And walked along my path
With my "fat"
"pride"
"vainity"
"confidence"
"flaws"
With joy on my cheeks, and grace, in my heart
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC