Happiness – PenAndPaperStories

Again

Blood boils so quick anymore…. Always a joke- Can nothing be serious? Or even answered? Taking care is for granted- Maybe that’s why I stopped for so long? Clearly not long enough- Like time ever would be…. Pain is numbing Until it hurts- Or you stop. Does it stop? Or do you just go- I […]

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I am Rich!

Today I turned 41! Crazy! I still don’t feel 40 – so it’s hard to believe I am a year older than that. As I look at my life now I see many struggles. BUT – I also see I am rich. I am rich because I have had 4 children and have never known […]

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What Should Have Been

The day the world dropped me off Moments it seemed From a blissful weekend Before meeting reality for the millionth time… And “go to hell” I thought Before knowing I was there Or where I belonged In between What should have been.

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Take On

Take on me Troubles and gains Take on tomorrow Victories and pains Take on now Moments and truth Take on innocence Naivety of youth Take on yesterday Lessons from past Take on the future Something to last Take on now Like you have never done Take on the moment Like you’ve already won

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Turn On The Light

All gloom Some anger too Doomsday written By more than a few. When outside The sun still shines Blinded people Of sarcasm and wine. Oh and the blame So easy to pass And so it swings Lost is class. The point of the finger Mirror in toe Equal in error Transgressors fail to know. Oh […]

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Being FABULOUS

I was born a mess Kind of a klutz A little beyond simple… Feeling Fabulous. Lacked box to fill As I go punching holes Challenging my purpose Defining a role. Grasping for understanding How peculiar am I Searing the normal Trials to try. I am just me Neither wrong or right Just what is Strength […]

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My Only Forever

I am lucky Not for now or never But for here and now My only forever. I could dread the trials Or the following day But I’d miss it all Living that way. I must see the sun And love the stars Appreciate the moment Of where we are. Not fear the future By what […]

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Vice

Soft scratches alert To hear you That you are there Until you aren’t And I wait As any caged prey would do For a return Or consequence Of proportions beyond me Or anything Even the moth runs from the flame While perched on the door Waiting for eternity Or just the day.