Blush Pink & Rose Gold

Your laughter lights up a room

Especially snorts for things extra funny

Your beauty shines everywhere

Inside & out

You never back down

You never give up

You walk with head high

You know who you are & whose you are

You pray & love without ceasing

You don’t judge because

You’ve been judged

Your passion for your patients is inspiring- A break through and you cry with them

If you were a color you’d be your favorites- blush pink and rose gold

A perfect reflection of your beauty & your grace

Sassy and honest, your eyes betray your truth only to those who know you well

You give your time and energy to girls who need your example

You are a rare unicorn to exemplify

You’re not perfect, rather authentic and subtly real

Your green eyes gleam like diamonds when tears come- happy or sad

Their shimmer is breathtaking

I am different now- Because of you

Better, reflective as I too seek to find

A little blush pink & rose gold in my life

Everybody needs some

Never change darling unicorn

You were made for such a time as this

I love you

Tough Cookie

You are a tough cookie

Scrappy- Like me

Two peas in a pod- You & I

Day one staring at you

Realizing you reminded me of myself

You hold your emotions

Surely If you show them you’ll fold

Never to get up again

If I could tell you that isn’t true

Would you listen?

In those vulnerable moments

You’ll find your wounds

And begin to heal from the inside out

You are a natural leader

Which you don’t own

Because you don’t need to

You simply are, accept it

Listen to your gut which will guide you Along with prayer to accomplish

All those dreams you have locked up

You don’t share them due to fear of

What if you’re wrong?

Oh the embarrassment, the told you so’s

What if you’re right?

Dream & speak to your wildest dreams Speaking them

Writing them

Visualizing them

Will ensure you get them

Sitting in quiet dealing with your pain

Is something you refuse to do

My tough cookie you must

You must deal with the pieces and parts So you gain strength

You’ll need that strength

To accomplish all those dreams

Do not wait until you’re my age to realize

Run like a cheetah

Faster and faster until you can’t breathe

If you do, you will begin to release

All that isshhh that you don’t own

And begin to grow & heal from the inside

As you wade through those things

You will find your wings and fly

I loved you the moment we met

I see you

I know you

I understand you

You are understatedly beautiful

No validation needed

You are what you are

And it’s perfect

Perfect in the flaws, scratches and scars

Tough cookie- You’ve got this

You can do anything you set your mind to

Just don’t take the easy path

In the hard you’ll find yourself

And all you are meant to be

Stop running from yourself

Trust your gut

And fly

I love you

I believe in you

My tough cookie

Not My Now

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You cherished me knowing

I was not ready to cherish back

I felt your gaze & knew you loved me

I hate that I couldn’t love back

I’m sad for you, sad for me

If only it was a different time

But it wasn’t

I still have the missing

Missing you, missing us

It is simply not my time

Not my now

Strings

Cut the strings

To heal

To mend

To understand myself

No more brokenness

It stings

Cut strings

Almost feels like

Regret

Processing

Missing

Thinking

Overthinking

Rolling with it

Returning to my 1st true love

Eyes up

I cut the strings

Mourning them

And I don’t know why

The Light

Dark clouds loom

In the distance

Sunlight splinters its beauty

Illuminating the darkness

Destroying its embrace

Even in the simplicity

Of the light

Darkness

Can’t hide, can’t run

The light calls

To Courage

To Truth

To Love

To Forgiveness

To Freedom

Even in the darkness

Resides beauty

Waiting

Darkness cannot

Nor will not

Hold captive the beauty

Of the light that is coming

Simply believe

Have hope

A little faith

And wait for it

The light

Illuminating everything

Gloves Are Off

I never knew

Hatred

Such a prevalent force

So ugly

Frozen

A face of

Sunday masks

Stories so good

They swayed others

No one fighting

For the underdog

Or ask

Assumptions made

Crazy

Holding to the belief of

A plan

A hope

A future

Your life

My life

Our lives

The ugly

The diabolical

The entitled

Won’t matter

The plan

Already written

Angels already

Sent ahead

Prayers for

Fair

Truth

Peace

No fear

Of the dark

Not running

Standing

Owning

Knowing

There is a plan

Death quickens

Those seeking

To twist

And destroy

Warped realities

Make believe endings

Prayers cancel evil intent

The gloves are

OFF

Find Me

Is there something wrong with me?

I feel damaged

As though I won’t

Recover or feel

What it feels like to have

Normalcy

I’m not equipped

I have moments

Of fear

Gripping me

I lose my footing

Shaking my head

Where is my bold & sassy self?

Have I lost you?

I must find you again

You deserve to be set

Free

You’re there somewhere

Find me