How many times I have taken myself for granted The power I hold My opinions My voice My endless opportunities
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cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
How many times I have taken myself for granted The power I hold My opinions My voice My endless opportunities
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The light has faded out of my eyes Where it once burned alive Until a series of moments I wouldn’t want Made me live them.
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Barren was the name given me at birth (Named after Hannah in the Bible) And by the fertility doctors (Unexplained causes) So many voices (Where is mine?)
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It’s freezing here- No it’s actually too hot. I tried to like it And YOU Failed Me By placing me In a desert With invisible walls.
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Below are a couple of poems about ways we self-protect and “pull” people to feel a certain way about us. I have done these, felt these and seen them play out around me. I hope reading about them sheds light on our relationships in a way that acts as a window to let grace in…
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