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Wicked Wednesday: Purple

I love to wear purple, in all shades and hues. But I love to take it off for you even more.

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Wicked Wednesday: Pause

By Alfred Glendening jr. (1861–1907) (Dorotheum) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Rushing all the time
is crazy
Things are hectic
Manic
But sometimes you have to pause
And savor what you have,
Reflect on everything that’s good
and what could make things better
To make yourself happy
Satisfied
Tranquil
Serene
Less crazy
and at one with the universe.

 

 

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Wicked Wednesday: Champion

George Frederic Watts [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

To me you are a champion, a knight in armor bright
Who stands by me through thick and thin, and holds me through the night.
When I’m surrounded by your arms and pressed against your length,
I feel your gentle tenderness; I also feel your strength.

Your warm breath blowing on my neck sends shivers down my spine
And I thank God I found you and forever you’ll be mine.
I want you to protect me and to keep me in your heart,
No matter what dark forces try to drive us far apart.

You are my lone paladin, the defender of my realm,
You’ll steer us through to safety as the captain at the helm.
No matter what will happen as we sail throughout our days,
I’ll always know you love me in so many little ways.

You’re not just my sweet lover, you’re my hero and my friend,
And though our time together on this earth must someday end
Our souls will find each other through a true and shining love,
You’ll be with me forever in our heaven up above.

 

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Wicked Wednesday: Roots

By Poznaniak, modified by Bede [GFDL or CC-BY-SA-3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

I can trace my roots back pretty far on one side of my family. My dad was pretty meticulous when he got older about tracing the family tree back many, many years. I’m thankful he did that, and it’s definitely interesting to explore.

My mom wasn’t quite as good at tracing her roots, but I can trace her side of the family back a ways through Eastern Europe.

I’d never join one of those websites that traces ancestry, but I do plan to keep updated the records I have, as I think it’s important to know where you came from as each generation gets farther away.

 

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Wicked Wednesday: Someday

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Circle of Hieronymus Bosch [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

So many times I think that I will never be happy,
Although I smile and make the face that everyone can see,
Beneath the surface turmoil stirs, I wonder will I be
Held tightly in your arms again?
Someday.  Someday.

Such agony and discontent behind this thin veneer
It covers up the suffering and masks my awful fear
That we have strayed too far apart and love will not appear.
Will you come and comfort me?
Someday.  Someday.

At night I cry myself to sleep, I want you so, so bad
I want to have the life again that long ago we had,
The tear stains on my pillow grow, and I am always sad,
Will you come back to me again?
Someday.  Someday.

I want to find the courage to break out of my dark cage,
And free myself from pain and anguish, and let loose my rage,
I want to make you understand what put me on this page,
Will you empathize with me?
Someday.  Someday.

And so I lead an empty life, I’m trapped inside this shell,
For one knows the husk I am, locked in this private hell,
I don’t know if you’ll hear my plea and free me, make me well,
Will you save me? Will you heal me?
Someday.   Someday.

 

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