Posts made in March, 2020

Seed of Love

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Seed of Love

Seed of Love Darkness does surround, Waiting in the ground, Moisture touches me, Waking me to flee, Outer shell has burst,  Increasing my thirst, Breaking thru the earth, Today is my rebirth Sunlight on my face, Feeling God’s amazing grace Stand firm and straight, Budding flowers await, Flowers soon to bloom, Removing human gloom, Once a lifeless seed, Sharing love in times of need.                                                                                                      By...

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When He Visits

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When He Visits

    When He Visits   Writing then feeling, you touch my hair. Pausing and knowing, I have time to spare. Remembering then picturing, I see your dimples and smile. Wanting and praying, you can stay for a while.  Touching then comforting, you bring me your love. Thanking and loving, God sent you from above. Lingering then leaving, to Heaven you must go. Understanding and saying, I love you so.  Smiling then typing, you have now empowered me. Finishing then reading, the book our story will be.   Lou March 4, 2020        ...

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Life Is Brief

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Life Is Brief

  Budding and growing in early Spring, shaping, then becoming colors of green. Rustling and holding tight, cooling, then shading in the sunlight. Changing and turning brown in the Fall, floating, then bouncing like a ball. Rolling and sailing in the wind, rising, then gliding once again. Twirling and dancing in the air, landing, then resting somewhere. Understanding and loving being a leaf, Accepting, then knowing life is brief.   March 14, 2020 Lou                          ...

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I Am Sick of Myself

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I Am Sick of Myself

For some reason, Myself has become a total nuisance.  Although I am used to being alone with Myself, we are not getting along.  As a matter of fact, we are not even speaking to each other. I want to do stuff around the house, but Myself thinks we are on vacation and wants to sit on the couch playing games on my phone or watching Netflix movies.  Lord forbid an exciting series comes up on the screen with ten thousand episodes, Myself wants to watch, which becomes an all-nighter. Myself thinks it’s fun to make me want to snack and drink water, then signals me to run to the bathroom. You...

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Waking You Up

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Waking You Up

  There was an aroma of coffee perking, as the alarm buzzed loudly. Elsa knew it was time to get out of bed, but she laid there thinking, with her eyes closed, before turning the alarm off. She loved the bookstore downstairs, but as the owner, she knew it had monopolized her life, keeping her robotic seven days a week. The bookstore was only open to the public Monday thru Saturday, but on Sundays, Elsa did book work and restocked the bookshelves. Knowing it was Sunday, Elsa felt even more alone than usual as she got out of bed. Since it was Sunday, Jed knew the bookstore was closed, and...

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