Just keep trucking

Sometimes it’s small victories that make you smile,
And you celebrate inappropriately with hoots and hollers,
Other times small disappointments make you give up,
Pack it all up and never look back,
Amazing that what should be a debilitating blow so easily shaken off,
Because you don’t recognize the excuse to quit.

Then you get that major victory,
A milestone of the centuries,
Not even a smile crosses your lips,
The collateral damage has deemed it obsolete,
Does this still count as a victory,
What did you give up to get here?

Life is not a mystery,
It’s a journey,
Pick who you travel with,
Take care of those who take care of you,
Love only one,
The one who loves you best.

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The Cry of an ailing soul

Have you ever been stripped of your right to yourself

The right to make your own choices

The right to make choices about your child

The voice to say your feelings

Have you?

Does the burden of others cause a sentence for you

Is the warden a family member

I have been advised to quit school

Skip that vacation

Place my child in a cheaper facility

Be grateful for the floor

Get a break by creating a break for others

I have ultimately decided to put mine and myself before all else.

One sided spark

A few of my friends and I are back in the dating dog scene. For some, relationship imploded, some looked up from their career and where lonely and a few, we’ll, they never left.

A story that broke my heart is the ultimate ghost. I will tell you this story but keep in mind I am not sure what lesson is to be learned. I couldn’t even support her through it because I was dumbfounded.

As the story goes, girl meets boy, boy asks girl out, girl meets boy and they zing. Or so she thought.

Boy asks girl our second time and they hang out. Easy conversation with future plans and boy inserting himself in girl’s future plans. Girl leaves for the night, gets a sweet goodnight text and is enjoying new prospect bliss.

Girl wakes up to ,” I really enjoyed my time with you and we can be friends but I am not ready for a relationship.” Girl is confused. Bring the friend I am like ,”plenty of fish in the sea, forget his ass!” But my friend is crushed and doubting HERSELF!!! We got her. We will see her through this. My question is, was it necessary to even get her to “this”?! What lesson is she supposed to learn from this?

Becoming a Woman

Today I saw my sister become a woman

She has had a hard couple of years

Felt powerless and burdened

Felt like she was screaming into the abyss

Violated and misunderstood

Curtailed and suffocated

Well, she made a stand

She understood that her stand would have repercussions

She took it anyway

I promised to stand by her

I hope it’s enough

In my family, taking a stand may be construed as betrayal

The fall out can drown you

Tomorrow we will see what kind of woman we have unleashed

Dear dad

I’m glad you are resting

It’s been a hard two years

I’m in awe of your footprint

It’s been a memorable sixty years

I’m amazed by your stamina

It’s your strength that filled this audience

I’m often in good spirits

It’s your good cheer we all remember

I’m never alone

It’s your loyalty we can all attest to

I’m jealous of those who have gone before me

It’s your style to lead the way

I’m comforted by your strength

It’s the tools you gave me that will carry me through,

Sincerely,

Your daughter,

A woman forged by a formidable father.

Feeling just so

Ever had the kind of day

Your hips are curving just right

Swinging just so

Waistline dippin like oh my

Skin glowing like the Lord intended

Lips so plump you can’t help pouting

Spirit so high you feel yourself floating

Hair an organized kind of messy

And your aura so mystical

It has you guessing?

Well I am.

Just today though.

Who knows how tomorrow will approach my ego

Musings of a restless soul

Sometimes I wish for that sweep me off my feet romance

Make me dizzy when you smile so nice

Look at me like a candy bar

The look that feels like a sin

Make me giggle like a schoolgirl

Although I’m too old for that

Put that skip in my step

Make me absent minded

But at the end of the day

Give me the flower of my womb

Let me cuddle my spunky little flower

That’s what I need