You Reopened My Flower

Just when I thought that I'd passed from the fall to the winter of my life, you reopened a flower that had withered, dried up and was on its way to being potpourri in somebody's bowl.

You brought my flower back to life and it didn't take anything but you being yourself: that big, full boisterous laugh that tickles my spirit with it's melodiousness; those magic hands that knead away all signs of stress and worry and make me melt like butter set on high in the microwave. The conversation that ebbs and flows like water flowing in a stream, and last but not least, the naturalness and comfortableness of just being in your space.

You brought my flower back to life and made me feel like a woman who is wanted, needed, appreciated, and desirable. I felt the stalk erect itself again, the petals unwithered and regained their scent after a spray of your passion and fire, those petals gathered around the bulb, the center of my flower and once again after years of being closed off and withered, my flower bloomed and became the sunflower I always imagined it could be.

Thank you for resurrecting my flower and putting it back in bloom and making me once again feel like a self-possessed woman, confident in her sexiness, desirability, and beauty. I'm glad you broke the spell and brought it all back to life. There couldn't have been a better gardener to knead and water the soil in the core of my soul and being.


You reopened my flower.

Touch

I miss being touched


I miss being all wrapped up

in strong, hard arms,

feeling a chest against my back

feeling his warmth and heat

his protection

making me feel safe

making me sleep soundly, like a baby who was just breast-fed

I miss being tangled up in firm, strong legs, feeling the sweat trickle down the back of my thighs to the bend of my knees,

Feeling hard, rough feet scrape my ankle

but not hurting me, just a familiar touch and a missed touch

When will I feel it again

When will I feel it again

I’m ready, not just my body, not just the physical

BUT:

My mind, my heart, my spirit and my soul are ready to receive HIS touch in every space of my being

Please bring your touch on.
Bring it on home.

Twist of Fate

Days go by and I wonder where life is headed.
Do I feel this good because I deserve to, OR
is a twist of fate headed my way

A twist of fate that's okay because
I've grown and can handle whatever life throws my way.

Easy Way Out

Ooooh my toes look so ugly!
I need to take this polish off.
If life were only that simple,
that we could rub our problems away.

But, we live life and breathe life
hoping to find an easy way out.

Holy Spirit

Spirit divine, blessing  me with peace of mind
Showing me the way from day-to-day
Strengthening my faith
and
Letting me know that as long as I believe You
My worries will be few,
in number:
PEACE
GUIDANCE
DELIVERANCE
GRACE
MERCY
FORGIVENESS
POWER
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE!
You've given those things to me and in turn taught me to give them to myself and
others

Holy Spirit:
Falling fresh on me
Holy Spirit:
Delivering me from sin
Holy Spirit:
Leading the way
Holy Spirit:
Filling my cup
Holy Spirit:
Making me feel adored
Holy Spirit:
Wrapping itself around my body
Holy Spirit:
Embedding itself in my soul
Holy Spirit:
So beautiful and perfect
Holy Spirit:
Saving a sinner like me
Holy Spirit:
My anchor and strength
Holy Spirit:

Thank you, for all you are to me
Thank you, for making my spiritual journey worthwhile
Thank you, for not neglecting me, in my time of need, even when I didn't deserve your attention and neglected myself

Yes, Holy Spirit, fall fresh on me
Peace be still, Holy Spirit!

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Free to be me and who I want to be
Unafraid of the me within
Coming to terms with the me that I don't like or accept
And, the me that I want to fix so that I can be accepted by the world.

What's my reality? What do I have to do to accept everything about me -
good and bad?
Do I accept responsibility for all I think, say, and do? Or
Do I blame others for what's wrong with me, too?

The world isn't friendly or fair and often, we want what we can't achieve unless we're willing to be
Who and What we really are!

Stand up for something or you'll fall for anything, HARD
and hurt yourself.
Don't be afraid to express what's inside, especially if it will HEAL the you within.
People may not accept who you have become, but you have to create your own PEACE.
Keep working on it until you achieve it.

ACCEPT, DEFINE, AND LOVE YOU because no one else will until you do.

On Tuesdays I Cried

On Tuesdays I cried - most times I pretended that I didn't know for what-
but deep inside I knew it was a must.

I cried for:
A kind smile that could brighten my day like a rainbow after a storm
Soft, but strong words of encouragement that flowed through my spirit like soft waves or whispers of wind
Laughter and a sharp sense of humor that never cut but was always infectious

A melodius voice that brought everyone to their feet and could calm and soothe even the angriest soul

The loss of the head of a family- it's strength like a solid rock

Because even though I saw you leaving me a little more each day-
I still wasn't prepared when you left me to say good-bye

Long talks of long ago and long talks that can be no more
Dreams that you won't see come true for me
Time I can't get back that was wasted

B, on Tuesdays I cried for you.

Love, Daughter #1