When you sense to feel that things are not what you want them to be
In the quiet of a moment
As I gaze about my view..
A weed appears to mar the sight..
It reminds me of how often..
Times, the feelings,That seems to rise, of how my world reflects
this vision
That comes to make me know..
That I am loved and special..
To some..
Then like that weed that creeped into my view…
It let’s me know that.
There are those who seem to rob…
Some moment to let me see
Things are not as perfect..
As the view reveals
But only for that second..
My world is caught into.
Knowledge that...
Love always comes to bring..
The view
That makes
The world a place for me..
To share and to Love Vickie Yannuzzi
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Let noone rob you of your view on life and there is surely a place for you here and you are meant to write like this and let others know your true heart.
I have written a chapter called I Am That, I Am in this inspirational compilation book by best-selling authors and wonderful people from all walks of life xox :-D (Its sister book is called Adventures In Manifesting - Success and Spirituality)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D