She hath wings
Learning to soar above life's storms
Month: July 2025
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Tonight as I sat on the end of my eldest son’s bed, pushing through comments like “stop wasting my life”, he finally snapped out of it and quizzed me on some Italian music terms. After impressing him with my memory recall, we came across a term that eluded me, yet sounded familiar. It means, “but…
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Staring into nothingness- A place familiar now; Tears cannot suffice; A heart of jagged shards. Months turn into years, Yet behind wooden doors, We wrestle with ugly feelings; The true story unfolds; Nana’s not coming today; Papa won’t call again- Baby won’t even know, The joy we had with them; Months then years of pain-…
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Isn’t it joy beyond words, When the guard is let down, And smiles brim with love? True friendship of the lasting kind; Time never enough. Muscles relax as words fall like snowflakes- Gentle and inviting, Lighthearted and fun; Silence no longer the undesirable- Comfy enough. A longing to be known more deeply than before- Stories…
She hath wings 