Humble Road
If we all just tried To make this place A better place to be With hugs to give With ears to hear The cries from mouths Both far and near With eyes wide open And hearts that beat In rhythm With those we meet Along the humble road Of life
Tag: motivational
Stripped
It’s in the moments When our senses are deprived We finally figure out Just who we are inside Stripped of flesh Pretense and perception As small as we are large Freed from perfection Simply alive As we were always Meant to be
Evermore
From the shadows of Past Future is born Clothed in hand-me-downs Many had already worn With strong shoulders Broader than the last Future marches on Carrying the weight of Past Until Past’s threadbare rags Grasp and cling no more Future shines bright Out of the shadows Evermore
You Shine
Remember When you’re merely hanging on And your whole world is spinning Someone else sees your strength And how brightly you shine
The Start of Better Days
Though he knows not what Tomorrow brings A joyful tune The songbird sings If not for him If not for her Perhaps, for some It will deeply stir A dormant wish In a sleeping soul Of a tomorrow That will not stay That’s, instead, the start of Better days
Epiphany
It can be hard This life we’re living With each breath in With each breath out Releasing worry Fear and doubt Balancing On stumbling feet One step closer To our last heartbeat One step closer to Epiphany With each breath in With each breath out Life and all its intricate parts Truly is what we… Read More Epiphany
Angels Among Us
There are angels among us If you’ll take the time to see Just how truly special A rescue dog can be With endless love to give Every day of the year “I’d love to take you home,” Is what they long to hear Though we say we rescue them Is that entirely true? Many times… Read More Angels Among Us
November Finds Us
November finds us Right where we are With time to spare Though we’ve come so far
She No Longer Wept
They fell like the rain Steadily tapping on the roof Racing down the gutters Puddling on the earth Dirt became mud Heavy, sticky, and thick Building slowly It poured down quick They fell like the rain The tears on her cheeks Slowly absorbed By the pillow beneath One last tear Warm, soft, and thick Building… Read More She No Longer Wept
To the Arms of Morning
Bathed in silence Tucked in a bed of peace Caught while falling asleep Carried in dreams To the arms of morning
Jessica M. Collette 
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