Welcome 2018

Au Revoir 2017,
A year of pain for my all…
Turn away from what has been,
To a future where I’ll stand tall…

Friendships were broken,
But new ones were found…
My sorrows were spoken,
But I hear Hope’s sound…

May the New Year be kind to me,
And remove fog from my eyes…
May my healing heart be ready,
For gifts that will arise…

Sing a hymn for my dreams,
As I set ready to fly…
My self-respect is mine to redeem,
As my line of sight is the sky…

Welcome Year 2018,
I open my heart to you…
I’m hopeful for what you will bring,
And my purpose – you will see me through…

01.01.2018

With Love,
Jessie

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Merry Christmas 2017

Winter Solstice came and passed.
Powder snow arrived at last.
Faint ringing from bells of cheer.
Heart bringing down shells of fear.
 
It is the season of greetings.
A time for family and friendship meetings.
A line in the sand carved for happiness.
A once-a-year reminder of our togetherness.
 
From homes of maple and warm fireplaces,
To little gatherings under cardboard boxes…
Merry Christmas to all,
And may your hopes and dreams install!
 
“Merry Christmas 2017”
 
12.25.2017
 
With Love, Jessie
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Thank You My Angels

Thank you my Angels.
My Friends. My Murals.
My Heart’s full of gratitude.
For Your kindness. For You.
 
Somewhere along the line.
Perhaps by fate, or by design.
I lost myself a bit.
And I fell into a pit.
 
But my whereabouts, You knew.
And the ladders, You threw.
Your whispers of hope,
I received in envelopes.
 
Now I walk on a path to heal.
Smooth sail like a forward wheel.
To look behind, I need no longer.
And everyday, I grow stronger.
 
You are still my Angels,
Who removed the chains from my ankles.
You reminded me I still have wings,
To explore a world without any ceiling…
 
Thank you my Dear Angels.
My Friends. My Murals.
Like Stars at Night, my Hope is bright.
Thank you for showing me the light.
 
12.19.2017
~ JW
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Translate

True love is painful.
A dove flies when rain falls.
Without pain we can’t grow.
Deep down our hearts know.

We can heal.
We can feel.
We can fake.
We can break.

But nothing is more beautiful,
And nothing is more dutiful,
Than pure devotions,
Fueled by real emotions.

I have loved.
I am loved.
I am haunted.
I am wanted.

Minds can’t always translate,
What hearts want to say.
But beauty is here today,
And goodness is here to stay.

“Translate”

11.27.2017

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