jumping over obstacles,
the wind lifting me up & off the ground
the more that's gathered under
my paper mache wings,
pages of words
I told myself others would
never want to hear all sewed together.
Into a new year I wonder,
new achievements,
tools under my belt like a first aid kit,
I can heal pain & sobs
with prayer & a bear hug.
I am running, but not hiding.
The BIBLE says;
"When I was a child I acted like a child,"
But now is a woman,
I breathe, act and live
like a woman
for I've put childish things behind me in
wooden chest of toys and memories.
The old years blow back behind me like the wind.
Learning to remember not only
where I've come from, but
who I was during those time, months and years, but also remembering and acknowledging
not only the growth, but
the maturity in my own hopes in dreams.
Because remembering
the past
helps ground you,
will help me reach for & achieve
my tomorrow,
my future,
my to the moon, stars and back
to achieving my peace of heaven.
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