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Jeanne Marie tagged a photo of you. Today 6:00 am (written by my son, Last Ditch Effort)

Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie

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These are the words that get me through lately.
I look for them over coffee and a cigarette, before the sun breaks.
A smart ass remark comes to my head every time I see them.
It says “Yeah right, Jeanne Marie isn’t fast enough to tag me!”
But that one remark in my mind is immediately greeted by a tailspin of thoughts.
“Yes, she is,” I laugh, trying to pull my mind out of this tailspin, because I know it’s going to keep charging towards the ground until it reaches that cold December day in 1978 when we first met face to face and then slowly gain altitude through a mist of memories until it’s over and it meets me here, where I started.
“She is fast enough, she moves differently than you! She is calculating and precise, while I move zigzag and fast, all over the place, wasting energy…

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Love Me As I Am

You put an image around me and
you tell me stay inside the frame.
You say that this is who I have to be
do not color outside the lines!
You expect me to be who
you think I should be.
Angry, when I do not conform
I’m sorry to disappoint you
but I am going to be me.
Love me as I am, my son
Before our time is gone.
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Dearest Self,

Tell Me About It

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Dearest self,
This is the chapter
in your life where
you walk by faith.
Remember you will
not see what’s
coming till you
are there.
Remember to love
all the previous
chapters.
Remember how
hard you worked
to get to this
chapter.
The most
important
advice I can
give you is…
REST
The story isn’t over yet
MichelleMarie

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Lost in a world of words

Tell Me About It

Along the streams, the stoney brook
Took me to the other side
Reality, yet fantasy
I hurry deep inside

Your words they seem to capture
They memorize me so
They show me that my world
Is little, just…  And so

I get tired
My head gets full
I stop reading

I think, I have gathered enough words, to last me a lifetime… Peace

Disclaimer: This is not about any one particular person, but more about the state of my mind that gets full of words. It’s hard for me to sort it all sometimes. So I get lost in art and such. Just so you know…I never tire of reading just, processing so much. ❤

I invited you to read my revised About Me page.

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Firefly Inspirations

Tell Me About It

Maybe it’s the twilight
Maybe June & Summer fireflies
I’ll never know why, I cannot stop
Sitting & waiting for you
First a hinted whisper like wind
Oh, it’s nothing that I did
To cause this flood of emotion
And elation that you are still here
No one knows & I’m not pretending
No spaces, no blades of separation
But me & you inspiration
I live to meet you here

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I’ve always been a friend of clouds

Tell Me About It

You know me, I’ve always been a friend of clouds
I like my lightening bright, and my thunder loud
Baby, it’s the craziest I’ve seen
Waiting on the sky, for shades of green
Blow me down, take me away
Maybe there will be a brighter day
But not today, I’ll been waiting here
Let it rain, let it pour, maybe quench my thirst once more
I’m holding out my tongue, I want to feel the rain
Washing over me, Let it rain, let it pour
You know me, I’ve always been a friend of clouds

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