Miscellaneous:

[butchiesmom]

In my dreams, I fly so high, without a breeze or sound.
Soaring around the room, the ceiling touches my hair,
Flying past open doors and windows, yet still I fly there.
Why, do I fly, when I could walk or crawl away?

In my hopes, I walk with even gait, no arms outstretched,
Like a landing bird, or a surfer riding the crest of a huge wave.
No cane or walker attached to my hands, legs do not give way,
Why, I do hope when all hope seems lost?

In my words, I paint rainbows for others to climb,
Multi-colored paths to tread toward freedom and hope,
I want to run, to skip and jump so high I fly.
I hope when all hope seems lost, I must keep moving.

In my life, inspiration must be sought, it doesn’t seek me.
A kind word, beautiful sky, a smile, it doesn’t take much.
I look for the good in any bad time; it’s there to be found,
Making lemonade from the lemons thrown my way.

[mangodroplet]

WOW!
I loved it.
the story of how I feel.
Hardships batter me, and no one seems to try to comfort me....but instead of despairing from that, I keep myself busy trying to make sure others don't feel that way.
Making lemons out of lemonade :]

thanks for the read!

[butchiesmom]

Thank you, Mango for replying to this. Sorry it took so long to answer. Life can be hard, this I've learned the hard way. I've also learned to sit down and cry it out then get up and get busy.

I don't have time or energy to worry or for negativity. I glad you understood what I was trying to say!
Gail