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Love Big Much
The other day while riding with my daughter, Kateley, I heard the sweet voice of Luke Everett, my three year old grandson, and then my daughter’s laugh. She glanced over and me and told me what he had said. “I love you big much, Momma.” Then, seconds later, “I love Jamma big much,too” I looked… Read more
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Old People
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Needed
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Very Last Day Ever
This is the very last day ever That I will be this age It’s my very last chance ever To celebrate this day It’s a once in a lifetime day I think I’ve done quite well With all the days I’ve had But this one will be The very last day ever So I will… Read more
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Stubborn
What a stubborn heart she has Willing to believe in the best Daring to live on the ragged edge To be who she dreams All because she’s stubborn enough To listen to her own soul. Jeanna’ Mead 720 a.m 4-26-19 Read more
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Naked Body and Soul
There’s a letter that Charlie Chaplin wrote to his daughter and in it, he wrote some words that have been reprinted over and over,framed and hung, given out to lovers which is what he intended the words for. I was looking at some old photographs of long time friends yesterday and I smiled at the… Read more
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Beethoven
I so understand how Beethoven felt When others acclaimed Of the shepherd singing In a field While he heard nothing Not a sound But looked to see If he could catch a glimpse That would make it seem real I can so relate To Beethoven His desire to have Mutual exchange of thought A gathering… Read more
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Giving Eleven Minutes
Early morning wrapped in blankets underlining words.in Eleven Minutes Finding truth and courage for my soul strength for my body wisdom and faith for my passion and future. It never ceases to amaze me how beautiful life is and something I just read struck a chord. “give a gift”-that doesn’t mean, necessarily, going to buy… Read more
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Limbo
She stood On that ragged edge Over the rushing waters Of the river Limbo Should she go Should she stay Should she dance Should she wait Should she hold on Should she let go Was she enough or not She knew good and well She only got to live once That was what pushed her… Read more
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Dancing Without Fear
It’s not fear That held her captive That filled her dance card It was expectations Of other people She didn’t want Her heart to stop beating And find out That she had not Lived and loved Hard enough Fearlessly Passionately She wanted to be Remembered Long after her heart Had stopped beating As a woman… Read more
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