Poems

Writing has always been a release for me. From confessing my wrongdoings to my mom as a child or needing an outlet to deal with extreme emotion - I always took to pen and paper. Sometimes the result rhymes.

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    Perspective

    When you want to complain because daycare costs are so high, take a breath.Somewhere there’s a mom who’d pay anything to bring back that debt. When you want to stay at work for just 15 extra minutes, wrap it up in three.Somewhere there’s a dad who’d go back in time to come home early. Sleepless nights, irrational fights, noise that’s white, dim or bright night lights, remember it will pass.Push through it with a smile, because somewhere there’s a mom who’d want it all back. Try to pick your battles wisely – especially when the power struggle is strong. It’s ok to get upset, but don’t stay that way for…

  • Matron of Honor Speech
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    Four One One Two Thousand Fifteen

    This poem was my Matron of Honor Speech for my sister and brother-in-law’s wedding. They got married in the most beautiful venue in Boca Grande, Florida on April 11, 2015. I struggled with the thought of writing a traditional speechSo you got a poem instead, it’s titled 4/11/2015. Being the Matron of honor is an honor to me,to help my little sister in her best time of need.It started with potty training, followed by teaching her to read.I pushed her around before pushing her to succeed.I gave my opinion whether she asked for it or not,In our 29 years together we’ve been through alot.I did the wrong things and she…

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    Who knew…

    Who knew it could be so good?Who knew it would be how it should?Who knew I’d ever be found?Who knew I’d ever hear the sound? I wrote you down in temporary pencil, followed by a pen.I dreamt of you and hoped for you, my lover and my friend.I’ve got books from my heart, about my wants and my needs,Not written by someone else, but from what my soul bleeds.I’ve been up and down and all around,But now finally I feel free and found. I’ve been happy believing love would come my way.I’ve been grateful for my life and all that comes each day.But to hear it and feel it is…

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    More Than One Life To Live

    So much wiser, so much stronger,So much emotion to go harder and longer.And I continue to set forth, seek, and conquer.My life has changed for a good much greaterand I knew it would happen sooner or later.Hard work pays off and karma comes around,Loving the little things makes life profound.Looking at pictures of memories pastand I’m feeling real positive that my life’s gonna last- Not as in an ending, but stay in a positive state.negativity goes in the hole right next to hate.Each new day’s like a clean fresh slate.And I’m not gonna waitto see what might come,I’m gonna go get it like it’s never been done.Why not me? I…

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    How’s Life?

    How’s Life?It’s nice to feel free, in body and mind,to have a strong spirit that never subsides,to surround oneself with positive vibes,to move through existence past what just barely survives,to take what comes as grains and with strides,and to share a smile and enhance others’ lives. How’s Life?It’s nice to feel loved, respected, and admired,to see and be seen, to need and be desired,to live with passion and consistently inspired,to work so hard and to push through being tired,to overcome trouble without needing to be re-wired,and to take action from lessons learned and acquired. How’s Life?It’s nice to grow and evolve every day,to learn and teach to do as you…

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    Happiness

    I’m happy already for the journey not purpose. Because if I died tomorrow it’d all be worth it. I’d still give 100% and smile Because it could all be gone in just a little while. I love to live and live to grow, and there are only a few things I sure do know.  I am easy, as in I am easy to please But I always want to get more and smoke trees Cuz when I’m high, I’m less of a tease. I’ll bare it all the words I’m thinking Intoxicated with thoughts pour ’em out like I’m drinking I’ve made it simple, here’s my degree of pursuit, my mission Just two little things needed, only one thing that’s missing… …

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    Lead The Way

    I’m not sorry to want to be ahead,Nor that I prefer to break bread,than to break beds instead.I’m high, focused on life. I’m living my dreams; cutting cake with a knife.Like a domesticated wife. Working hard round the clock, Knowing what time it is with every tick tock. I strive to be on time. Taking big plans and making them mine.Dreaming of sands, planning legal crime,and others understand because these dreamsneed built up teams,with leaders who teach that not all’s what it seems.But believe in what you doand you’ll always be true. Your #1 loyalty must be to you.Put plans at the top of the game,and vow to walk with…