The word hate flew by me, before it left it did try me. The word love flew at me, I captured it to cage, then penned it to page. In fear of love taking flight, I try to treat it right.
With the love word in capture, my evil life makes its departure, Now I'm a word watcher. Knowing words are motivators, cancelling out other dictators, I watch the regulaters.
Some words, are quicker than birds. You might see them, but not know them. These words I presently fly, they may also pass you by.
Reminds me of a quote a friend of mine used to have on her wall: "If you love it, let it go. If it comes back, its yours. If it doesn't, it never was." She was murdered senselessly by a 12 year old illegal Mexican immigrant some years ago. It's a funny world out there.
Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry demonstrates the ability of social media such as Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, and Google+ to help make positive and inspiring differences in 21st-century life. It was t
Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry demonstrates the ability of social media such as Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, and Google+ to help make positive and inspiring differences in 21st-century life. It was t
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