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The You In Me

The veil of who I am I without hesitation reveal freely to each of you

Sharing past and present hurt or love’s paths visited or traveled to

Yes my friend there are dark moments and glimpse’s of sincere light

Joy of my triumphs hand in hand with emptiness of cold nights

The peaks as well as valleys of a life opened for your view I’ve lived

Trinkets in time here I confess have been taken and things longed to give

Come inside sit and rest my friends open door do make yourself at home

There may be a hallway to unknowns you respectfully chose not to roam

We all have times those intimate margins of life some better than others

Let nurturing find healing much needed rest one similar to that of a mother

Look closely and see if possibly a time recognized a faded reflection of you

Possibly a regret of a bad choice something we each long in our soul to undo

Truth denials partnered with secrets sometimes yes hard to face in our self

Pushed out of reach or site delicately covered with years of dust on shelf

Reach in pull them out into light peel away the wrapping of spider’s webs

Growth sometimes comes from things done or words we forgot we have said

A learning process a development of times pasted the inner self wanting to become

I beg of you never for a moment throw in the towel your victory in will be won
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Submitted on February 24, 2011

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I haved live in Georgia all my life. I have four beautiful children and five grandchildren,an amazing man in my life named Scott. God has also blessed me with many loving family members and friends. God has blessed me in so many ways and I want to share with others how amazing he is and the grace that he wants to bestow on others. I have been writing since I was a little girl, it has always helped me to express myself whether it was during a storm or a victory in my life. My prayer is that my poems will help someone who may be going through a storm or celebrate a vicotry in life. more…

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