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His Love

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His love makes me a better person
It lifts my head up on days of doubt
Taking me to leaps and bound
It fills my core to pop and plump
Like sugar candies rice and such
His love moves my heart like tidal breeze
Delighting my mind for days to come

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New Year Greetings

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With the New Year comes new dreams, visions, and desires…a fresh chance at a new start. Here’s hoping life opens up the year to us like never before; dreams falling in place, purposes taking flight, visions realized.

Happy New Year! May it be your best yet…

Last year, my fingers didn’t find time for the keyboard or pen as much as I would have liked, and it looks like it might be no different this year.

I will continue to write in my notes and such but I might not be able to share as I would like to…some major accomplishments require my undivided attention, and so I need to reprioritize my time, and schedule. I will make every effort to share whenever I can but please don’t hold me to it, especially if I go several months without sharing anything.

Feel free to reach out via email, Facebook, or twitter. I can’t promise I will be regular on those outlets as well, but it will be nice to hear from you once a while.

Have a fulfilling and blessed 2014.

Love loads,
Boomie

Mama

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I think of you when I sleep
Just before my head finally hits the pillow
After a long day of “hard” work
A night of rest becomes a blur
In the mind of my back
(Assuming my back had a mind of its own)

I think of you at dawn
When the girls wake and ask for a cup of hot milk
Their big brown eyes still heavy from 10hours of sleep
I yearn for you to be there taking great care of them
As I roll to the other side and sleepily mumble
“Go to grandma”

I think of you at 7pm on Saturday nights
When I have to scrub their back
And I ask that they bend slightly so I don’t reach so hard
My back belabored from a long pregnancy begs to rest
Cracking with every move I make

I think of you when I sleep
Recapping the day in the front of my mind
Just before my head hits the pillow
And I can’t help but wonder
How different it all could be
If you were here and around

Hope Gone, Words Lost

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Blood is said to be thicker than water
But not in this instant
NO
Not in this moment of dark shadows
In this moment each fallen tear marks stains
Stains deeper than blood from crimson red fingers pen stabbed sore
Words however small would not come
Thoughts however hazy will not form
Family and blood ties offer no motivation
Words would not come
A most unusual muse offers no comfort…
Vodka and tonic are like water in the shadow of two nights
Fingers shake and cry blood
Shot glasses stack high in cigarette butt
Eyes red with unshed tears as the first cock crows
Clarity unfound in the last drop…

8 Years And Counting…

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Eight years ago, I stood before God, and 40-50 family, and friends and said “I DO”. I had no clue what that journey would be or even what I was doing, but I knew I was excited about the man standing beside me…something about his heart made my stomach jump excitedly.

I look back at that time, and I can’t help but be thankful for what the last eight years have been…through the disappointments, laughs, life’s highs, and lows, one thing has remained constant with God’s love….his heart. With sincere gratitude and joy, I am blessed to say I married a good man, and I am still married to that man…B, loves me inside out and continues to help me be a better person…he sees the God in me and can look past my foolish errors and forgive.

He continues to be my best friend, confidant, greatest supporter, and cheerleader….he believed in me even when I had given up on myself…he is my voice of reasoning and balance…helping me to understand when I am wrong without being critical, and supporting me fully when I am right.

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Over the last eight years, we have grown together as a family and continue to do so, even now with children in the mix…he is a great father, and a joyous wonder in our home…we can laugh at ourselves…roll together on the floor without shame…argue like little girls, and then make up like wild beasts lol. I am a fortunate girl, and I do not take it for granted. B, prays without ceasing for the family, he works tirelessly on our behalf, and continues to give up a lot for us to have a better and great life. My heart can’t help but pray blessings for him.

I have grown through grace, and his love over the last few years and I am happy beyond words, that I made that decision eight years ago…I love him for all he is, all he can be, and all he will be…

I know he likes his privacy more than the CIA, but my heart wants to celebrate him this way today….Babe, here’s to eight more years, and then another eight and even many many more, because eight years and counting Mr. B, no one else will do. Thank you for loving me right.

Happy Anniversary Babe!!! Love you loads…now, about Greece :)?!?

To Have The Heart Of A Child

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To have the heart of a child
In the times of drought and hurt
Gratitude welling up from (their)mighty hearts
Smiles of content and blessed joy
With each day that slowly passes by
Wide eyed mystification at the now pouring rain
Delight at its rainbow ending

To have the heart of a child
In the times of loss and ache
Innocence in bright bold eyes
Brave hope in every stride
Love calming every doubt

To have the heart of a child
In times of love and hate
To have the heart of a child
At all times