there is not a thing that is out of reach for her
everything God has ever intended for her
is in the palm of her
hands.
she can't see it now
but like the spring
fresh and new
blooming flowers
come and go and come again
from the roots of her hair
to the soil beneath her toes
she will not only meet love
but she will dive into it
succumb to rich
warm
life
a woman.
she does not need him
she wants him
a far more enriching truth she is willing to admit.
She's discovered that is not her defeat
to allow a good man to love her
it is her defeat to allow her pain & pride
to decide for her:
he will not be good enough,
simply because the others weren't.
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Letters to the Old Soul
PoetryThis book was written for the girl with an old soul. my journal full of memories and stories; These poems are honest and true of the wonders and scary things that occur in life as one grows older. These are the documents that illustrate the evolutio...
