Oh winter, how you have shattered my bones.
Your grip was cruel, your grip was icy.
And warmth i could not feel.
Time has flown so quick, and August now has come.
So I bid you farewell dear winter.
As you move on, to find another grip.

Today is the day that, the lord has made.
And in it we will rejoice.

It is better to be loved.
Than never have being.loved  at all
A leap of faith.
Could turn the tables around.

There's a saying that goes.
The star's are not aligned to be
together.
So come let's capture, two lovers, beneath this starry skies.
Fire burning, through every fibre.
As they gaze upon the stars.
A dress, a ring, a celebration, becomes the order of that heat.
Time soon reveals the truth.
That these two, were never meant to be.
But as the stars, thrive on each other.
So do these, two lovers,who once was on heat.
A match made in heaven
Mismatched by far.
But if departed.
These two will not thrive.
So like star's they will wander.
But never depart.

Bounce.
Bounce.
And bounce again.
Stop 🛑.
Breathe 🫁.
Let's begin again.
Bounce,   Bounce.
As hard as you can.
Hooray, the ball has returned.
Like putty in my hands
Like emotion's I've found them, too rise and fall
Finding  new shape, beneath open skies.
Each bounce a lesson, each fall a release,
Til Silence return's, and I breath.
In out.    In out.
Till peace I do find.

Daily we are on the cutting ✂️ board 🛹.
Waiting to be sliced.
Some so deep, that the pain rings,out afar.
Some just surface deep, but has a cutting edge.
Now what is the conclusion to this.
Do we lay down and say.
Die.
Or do we rise up in victory.
As we give a shout.
Hooray,  Hooray.
I have won.
Standing Tall.
Standing Strong.
As in victory we rise.