There’s an empty cup
On the table
Seems like it’s been there
Forever and a day
She’s not quite sure
What it once held
Been such a long,long time
Since it was filled
Up to the brim
Spilling over
Quenching her thirst
She tries hard
To find what it was
That long ago
Kept it full
Maybe all she needs
Is to open up the door
Let some things go
Let other things in
And see what happens
To that empty cup
On the table
👣❤Jeanna’ Mead
7 45 p.m 5-25-19
Www.jeannasoul.com
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I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.
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