Category: trust
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On My Father’s Shoulders
Today, I saw a toddler sitting on his father’s shoulders. It touched my heart to see the glee and the excitement in his eyes. It reminded me of my Dad and the wonderful moments we shared. Fathers are so important. I don’t think western society gives them the love and recognition that they deserve oftentimes.…
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Polaroids of a Lighthouse
I admit I’m not the same women in the Polaroids anymore. I had to change to survive. To hold onto to the light that I thought had died. I spent time fighting to survive. Every note I sung off-key. Every quit moment full of contemplation and maybes. I still fill up with thoughts or you.…
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Wait
Why can’t things be as simpleAs we planFragile, porcelain love slipping out of nimble handsBlood orange drinks start flowingFrom eroding dreams Differences with family, goals and values come into playHow many dates?How many credit card swipes?How many kisses and near misses?Before sex goes from a gift to a given? A missile ready to explode on…
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A Thought: Worth More Than Gold
Trust, loyalty and love is worth more than gold. My Father once told me there’s a lot of fish in the sea but not many of them are worth catching. If you have someone that loves you and wants you to excel hold on to them and don’t let go. You never know when something…
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Love in a Place Full of Liars
Baby you have no name. But I know you’re the kettle to my flame. Sitting ring side when I fight. Cheering me on when I’m at my wits end. Serving as my confidant and best friend. You show me what it means to love someone. Even if I can’t comprehend love for myself. I trust…
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Trust You
You did it again. Managing to make me smile through the shadow of night. Talking of unconditional love and moonlight walks. Holding my hand when the steps seem uncertain. Speaking words of encouragement to me when my day is long. And hanging out when all is well. You know how to guard my secrets. Your…
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God: A True Friend
When my Dad died and my boyfriend turned into a nightmare on squeaky wheels. God held my hand and gathered together the pieces of my broken heart and for that I am forever grateful. Because my life has been one train wreck after another. But now I don’t feel so alone anymore. I have a…
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