Tentacles grasping for nutrition
Soaking in everything around you.
Filled with visceral emotion overload
Angered by the world's injustices
You must then express yourself in ink

To empty.

A Milestone
Should not be a millstone,
Weighting your Spirit.

Rather, a stepping stone
Buoyed in the water of life.

Used to keep you
Above water
As you bridge the gap.

Milestones should not
Be millstones.

Rather, paver stones
Used to mark your path.
Where you've been.  
Where you're going.
Forming a pleasing pattern
In the Earth to gaze upon.
To excitedly anticipate.

Milestones should not
Be millstones.
To grind you down
While you continue to grow.

Rather, gem stones
That glitter with the light
Marking the Blessings
Along your path.

Milestones are not millstones.

Unless you see them that way.

'E' is for the fact
         That you are my
                       Everything.
'M' is for the fact
          That you are
                        Mine.
'I' is for the fact
           That you ARE
                  The apple of
                         Your Daddy's.
'L' is for the fact
            That you are
                            Loved!
'Y' is for the fact
             That you are uniquely
                            You.
         Your name means
                           'Beloved'
             And that's exactly
                           what you are.

Emotional hibernation
               is never preferable.
                              It's just death...
                                       while breathing.

Now amongst the
Newly employed.

Very long year...
I'm overjoyed!

You are worth
Everything
You (think)
you're putting me through.

The only song in my head
Is the
Akashic Records

The song in my heart
Is the
One That Matters

This Valentine verse
is just for you
In case appreciation seems
Overdue
(Like the Hannah Montana Movie from the Library...)...

My Daughter you are the
Light in my life.
You make me smile with Love
Thru all the strife.

When your voice calls, "Mom!"
I feel complete.
You curl up beside me
Our favorite seat.
Our time together
(tho we wish more)
Is greater than a gift
From ANY store!

I know you remember
The Family Way
I wanted to remind you
This Valentine's Day...
               YOU
                       ARE
                                LOVED!!

It's really about who halves,
And those who halve not.

I've seen it before.
Just not quite as beautiful
As yours.

You see, the fact that you feel AND express yourself? (& so very well!) It's eloquence (THAT'S class).
Not where or to whom you were born (that's genetics). Not where you live (that's status).
It's how you interact with what God has given you (or sometimes doesn't). Its how you treat others.

If I ever get the chance (in person) to witness
Your beautiful chaos
Please know in advance...
I would see
a more complete man.
Not just broken pieces.

Self-Sabotage is what I am familiar...

I 'Hear' your words,
   But I've 'Read' them, too
(...Is that what you REALLY think
                               I'D do??)

A companion, true, knew just what to do.
A Warrior, a Lion with a mischievous view.
Played hard...and soft...and sometimes with others...
But knew one to be his favorite lover.
Loved toys (of all sorts,) to keep his attention.
(Some other sweet things I'd like to mention)
His 'street cred' was tops, loved by all the 'hood
Loved to to cuddle when he felt misunderstood.
Smart & sassy, empathic for sure
Sought me out, my emotions his lure.
My life was enriched for our time together.
He's a part of my heart, from now til forever.