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I had mentioned recently that I am in the process of making changes and moving forward in a direction that I feel will work for me. I find it necessary to limit my blog posts to allow more time for what I need to concentrate on. During this time, I’m asking that you please don’t leave and think that I have abandoned my blog. I do appreciate the likes and comments that shows your interest in what I have to say or design.

The steps ahead will have twists and turns, pulling me here and there.

Steps

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There may be moments when the unknown will strike an element of fear.

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But it will all lead me to where I would like to be.

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Then I can breathe a sigh of relief.

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I’m sure I will have a post here and there and some updates on my progress without giving away too much info. I will also keep an eye on what all of you are up to. With that said…I gotta go…lots of work ahead.

Love y’all

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Grand Is The Warrior

She is my strength

Advisor in truth and

Understanding, all before

I even have a chance

To experience myself.

Her demeanor is courage

Her battles hard

And some long,

They sway her not

From what must be done.

Her mind is steadfast

Thoughts true and sure,

Tells it like it is

Or soft and sweet

To comfort.

She is Grand

to me

the Warrior.

Hi Mom, I called you yesterday but you must have been out having a good time…good for you.

Well, I didn’t leave a message but was going to call later, started writing this poem but fell asleep before finishing. Now that it’s done…

Happy Mother’s Day

Love you Mom…gonna call after I email this to ya.

Reggie

My Experience Is–

Here I sit all in wonder, the past few weeks I’ve been waaaay down under.

Feeling better now not totally sure, what brought the change, to my door.

I received a message from a dear sweet friend, telling me to get it together I can’t pretend,

That I’ve not been myself to do and create, but Someone else who had taken a stake

And drove it deep within, my very being, causing such a stir I was not singing

Nor feeling very jolly, but stiff as a board to be used as a dolly,

To move objects, from here to there;  now that the cloud is gone and in the air,

Is the feeing of hope, and as I tried to cope,

I did my daily prayer, and wondered then, what I thought was unfair.

Why do these things happen to me? I give of myself totally free,

Of seeking in return a favor or two. That’s just me, and how I am through

And through, but still I wonder at times, and know to be true,

That coming from this I will be stronger and wiser. I will take this experience to use as a visor,

Because when the sun is bright I want to see, and use the visor—God’s gift to me.

This is my first poem posted publicly. I have no record of any poems I have written in the past…except for one. The others are lost.

This poem was first posted on my other blog on Blogger at Whatr U Workin On?

The original post date is June 23, 2010

I am linking this to Thursday Poets Rally Week 43

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