Friday Night Blues…Remember When
The Past…Someday
Old low burning flames
memories under the bed
like pieces of an old game
at night, fast asleep
they blister inside your head.
Upon waking, you weep.
pictures of a love lost
broken glass
beneath your feet.
Regrets flash by
on your mind screen
you still pay the cost
but you’re stuck in now
lost…forever it seems.
How can that old love
still make you cry?
Was it a nightmare
or was it a dream?
Is the past ever gone
is it ever wiped clean?
Wake up, clear your mind
push old passions away
get on with your life
because today will be
the past…someday.
by Jeanne Marie
thinking Pink thoughts of you~Jeanne Marie
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Art by MichelleMarie for Jeanne Marie
Sweet PINK friend I wanted so much to offer something soft PINK for your sweet heart!
I love you!
Happy in Pink
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Sundown Lights Up The Sky
Living In Pink…
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Oh The Games…
Old pain
starts infringing.
Old scars
still are singeing.
A new life
starts unhinging.
New tears
for an old day.
No mercy
comes our way.
Oh the games
our minds play.
Thank You, Blogs I Follow!
Today is my one year anniversary on WordPress!
Thank you, Blogs I Follow!
As I explored my Blogs I Follow reader page today, I was amazed, overwhelmed, informed and left breathless. No surprise, those are normal reactions for me when I roam your sites. The sheer amount of the combined talent leaves me in awe and thankful that I discovered you, the WordPress.com world of creative posters. The best part? I know your treasures are waiting for me, anytime, 24-7.
Follow me over to my Treasures Found category for just a few of the, umm? TREASURES I FOUND!
I may have to start a new blog just for your treasures! Whether I have re-posted you or not, you are appreciated and loved, Treasures Found, My Blogs I Follow.
Jeanne Marie
Purple Bottle Brush Flowers
Yes, proof that pink (or your happy color) is healing! Special Spaces Helps Kids Heal
don’t worry sweet friend
Amen…
She’s Got The Friday Night Blues…
Pink over blue…
Pink Flowers for the Pink Ladies
Let me be bored
You know the kind of bored when you look like this
and read your book up-side-down!
I am never bored, but if I was let it be like this!
My Sister’s Windows
Pink is the perfect gift; it’s like giving someone a piece of happy. I first realized the power of pink when I hung hot pink, sheer curtains in the twenty windows of my Florida room. The sun glowing through the pink material bathed the room in an aura of love, peace and hope. The walls blushed with tranquility and as I sat there, I was bathed in sweet pink memories from before I was born. Really.
When I moved, four years ago, I didn’t get rid of the curtains. I just packed them away. When my sister told me she’d like some pink curtains, I mailed her a box of pinks.
She called me after she hung the curtains, amazed at how they transformed the entire mood of her living room. I will be hanging pink curtains again, but for now, I like seeing the pink curtains hanging in my…
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Can’t blame a girl for believing in Pink Trees!
There are no friends sweeter than pink friends!
I’ve been saving this for you
For just this day
So I could shower you
with Pink love
and wash the blues away!
Oh sweet friend won’t you join me
Underneath that big Pink Tree
We shall laugh and run and we will dance
Together You and Me.
Sweet friend while you’re silent
The sweetest pink ever!
Sweet friend while you are sad I won’t offer platitudes or
empty words like people say when they don’t know what to say!
I offer you silence in respect of your silent sadness!
I offer up prayers for perseverance
I offer you my ear if you need me to hear
I offer you my shoulder should you need
I offer you my strength, my faith
I gladly share it with you
Cause sweet friend that’s what friends do when
they have no words and try pitifully like now to express it.
Now I shall be silent too!
Change Is Forever Constant by Jodie Lynne
The woman I am, shall not be the woman I will be or the woman I once was.
The morning always brings another beginning, thank God.
And I, always becoming, am not allowed to go back to the once was… that woman is no longer there.
Older. Wiser. I have learned to live and let live.
I, after years, have acquired perspective which lends me sanity, sanity where once there was none.
The pains that once overwhelmed and undermined the nurturing, developing woman that I was, helped to shape the woman that I am now becoming.
If only mastering and accepting these lessons, if only I could blindly trust, there is a gift, the gift of change that accompanies each pain.
I am becoming and with becoming comes peace. I can see and sense this for I know where I was yesterday.
by Jodie Lynne
His Honor
We leave
the house
at 6:00 a.m.
Drive to the
courthouse,
once again.
Baby girl
a woman
grown.
Will I
leave
this
building
with her?
Will I
leave
this
building
alone?
Sitting
behind
her as
she
stands
before
his Honor.
Heart
refuses
to keep
beating
no, no, no
not one
second
longer.
Baby girl
stands
alone,
waiting
for
freedom
to fall.
Yes,
mistakes
were made.
Her crimes
to me
unknown.
She is my
baby girl
no matter
how much
grown,
no matter
how many
second
chances
blown.
His Honor
speaks.
The world
stops
turning.
The day
turns
black.
He sets a
date.
We will
be coming
back.
by Jeanne Marie, 2014
thinking Pink thoughts of you~Jeanne Marie
Saturday Night
Relax and let the Pink Angels carry you away~Jeanne Marie
Quote by Jeannie Marie the Quote Machine~MichelleMarie~Illustrator
Relax and let the Pink Angels carry you away~said Jeanne Marie to me~MichelleMarie
Awesome cheerleader and PINKy friend!
The Pink Garden, where the cupcakes grow wild…
SHE TURNED HER CAN NOTS INTO CANS
thinkingpink send a shout out to those of you faced with issues in your lives like our sweet Belinda,
Sheri, Dawn, and so many more we are not aware but we know it’s not easy and we love you
we’re on your side, Go PINKy Friends.
Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie 
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