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kistell73
Laurie Hopkins
United States, New York, Rochester

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Obligation

I owe it to myself to be honorable
To Them
Not for Them
but for me
To know that
I have walked in truth
And there is proof
to substantiate my claim
And I am not rich
or famous
to anyone
Mommy's had some hard
time
l e a n
times
in between time
I am raising THEM
I am raising me
into the heavens Daily
I plead with the God's
that They remain safe and out of harms way
While not in my care
I have a blessed obligation
To Love Them to my fullest extent
And I do
Before my life is through
I will be molded
As I am molding
Every Day
And I am ever so grateful for second chances
New beginnings
My soul grew weary a little while ago
I felt faint
I
wanted
to
f
a
i
n
t
Petitioned the throne for mercy
And so did I receive
Today's bounty is Peace~
And I stand against the shadow of
fear
Nor do I walk in resentment for the
time that has gone by there
for fear
is a place...
Every Day I find home in my
Heart~
Which is kept by my Soul's
Mate
An immaculacy of
Beauty, art, music, rhythm, rhyme and
Balance
A song played in the key of G~
Life is on track
So thankful for this race and the will to carry on
When the clouds turned gray
I walked in the rain
Its cold out
Spring seems late
Change comes at a constant rate
I do not worry for the morrow will render itself into its own
Doing
At present I am content to just be...
In this moment
I
Am
Free~
I am my truest self
And
I
Am
Overstanding
The Creator's plan for me
I submit
Will~Fully
Purely
This is eternity
And every day is an eternity unto itself
The greatness of choice
Is the
Placing of
The Pieces
Which Create the larger
Picture...
Designed in this arrangement
Or another...I decide,
Understanding
That puzzles are Pre-Constructed Forms that have to be
dis-placed
before
They are finally Put Together;
And it takes many tries to get Them right...
Not always will the first piece lay where I place it...
And this piece is not finished
This is just this moment's
Beginning

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