Here

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I wanted to be here, this is where they told me to be.

They said I would do well here.

They told me this was where I was meant to be.

I waited and tried.

Gave it my all, even when I felt like each time was my last, again I tried.

I listened and followed, then I realized…

I cannot follow.

I must learn for myslef.

I must find a new place.

That was a big truth to swallow.

To be here, to understand…

To feel free, to be able to independently stand…

I finally get it.

I finally understand.

I am always exactly where I need to be.

Yes, here, but also, not where they told me I should be.

Here is within me.

Here is wherever I am, wherever I need to be.

-M.

This is Your Life

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Has anyone ever told you that this is your life?

Have they told you that you don’t have to accept anything that is not good for you?

Do you know that you can walk on your own path, with nobody else’s permission?

Did you know that you don’t need anyone’s advice unless you ask for it?

Nobody needs to give you directions.

You can choose your own destination.

This life is yours.

It is only yours.

You can invite others to join you, but you don’t need to if you don’t want to.

You have a choice.

You have all of the control.

Where will you go?

What will you do?

Whatever it is, wherever you go, I hope that you have the life that you choose and the experiences of your dreams.

You deserve all of it.

Enjoy your life.

This is your life, live it how you want to.

-M.

Waiting

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Life seems tough, when all you feel like you are doing is pushing and waiting.

You don’t know where you are going, or how you will get there.

You are patient, though it isn’t always easy.

You are waiting, yet working so hard, trying to get to a place, somewhere you don’t even know if it exists in real life or just in your head.

It feels like all you can to is to keep on pushing and waiting, hoping, one day, something good will come from it all.

The day comes to an end and you are so tired.

You have put in the time.

You have put in so many hours.

There is a light at the end of this tunnel, and it is going to show you that all the waiting was worth it.

You will see.

There is so much beauty coming for you.

Keep on going.

Keep on pushing.

Continue to have patience.

Your time is coming.

Just like waiting for the sun to set, having patience and persistence always pays off.

There is beauty after all the waiting.

You will see.

There is more for you, here.

There is so much more for you to see.

-M.

Simple Shell

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I see you there, all alone.

You may feel broken, but you are mostly whole.

You have traveled so far, just to land right here.

There is beauty in your simplicity.

A delicate elegance in how you are just simply here.

You seek nothing, yet you have a all you need.

A life of solitude.

A life of peace.

You have done well.

You are more than just a simple shell.

-M.

Weathered

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Life has worn out your rough edges.

You’ve been tossed around, now you can’t help but be smooth and still.

You are softer than you once were.

What you are is beautiful.

You always have been.

Overtime, our true nature starts to show.

When life has taken us down to our core, all we can do is be who and what we are.

We are bent and molded into how we need to be for our life.

You lay there with support from all sides.

You have finally found a place to rest.

You deserve it.

Life looks good on you.

Weathered.

Natural.

Real.

Raw.

-M.

My Love

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When I gave you my heart, I didn’t expect you to hurry up and leave.

There was so much that went on, there was so much passion, there was so much love.

We talked all night, about forever.

You told me you would keep me safe.

I gave you my heart, you took part of it, then you ran away.

Now here I am, still searching, still pushing, without you by my side.

When I gave you my heart, you decided it was time to go.

You got half of me.

Maybe its time to let you go.

Yet, I am, still here, hopelessly waiting for you to reappear.

Hoping you will remember all the late night planning, all those dreams we wanted so badly to appear…

Here I sit, waiting, longing, hoping for the other half of me to come back home.

Come back to me, my love.

I’ll be here, waiting.

-M.

Garden Talk

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Did you see those boys, today?

What boys?

The ones who came into town earlier, today. They weren’t from around here. I don’t know where they came from. Their clothes were different and they looked like they were confused about where they were. One of them kept looking at me. I was too shy to look at him in the eyes, more than once. He may have seen me blush, but I sure hope he didn’t notice. I looked away as quickly as I saw that he was looking at me, too.

Oh, I heard about some people coming to town. Do you know why they were here? How old did they look? What were they wearing? Oh, how I wish I cold have seen them, too.

Mother said they are supposed to be helping with the railroads. They looked really young, school age, not much older than us. Some looked younger. There were also older men with them, older than father. Their clothes were just different, like nothing I had ever seen before.

That is really hard work. They must have had to leave school to help support their families. Did you see how many there were?

There seemed to be, about, five boys, and a few more older men. I couldn’t imagine having to do that kind of work, or leaving the family, to go to a new town. It must be really hard to be away from their families. I wonder how long they will be here.

Maybe some of them will be searching for a wife soon.

Mother says we will have to get ready to find husbands, sooner or later. That is not something I am looking forward to.

Well, you before me, I hope. You are older, and I am too shy. I couldn’t even imagine holding hands with a boy, let alone kiss one. Lets not even talk about it. Oh my goodness.

You will be ready when the time comes. Mother and father still need us to help with our younger siblings. We will certainly be ready for children when we have our own. We have been helping with the children at the schoolhouse for as long as I can remember.

You know how much I love the children at the schoolhouse. It will be so different when its our children running around.

It will be very different. Maybe they will listen better when we ask them to help clean up.

You know that won’t be so. Look at how our siblings listen to us better than when mother or father try to call them inside.

You are right. Well, I believe its time to gather some vegetables for dinner and get back to help mother. We left her with all the children, without telling her where we were going.

I suppose she may be worried. Do you think you will talk to that boy, if you get the chance?

Oh goodness, I don’t know. Just thinking about it makes me blush.

You are as crimson red as these flowers, lets just get inside. Mother is probably wondering where we are.

Alright, no more talk of that boy, at least not around anyone else.

Okay, I promise.

-M

Growth

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We each grow differently, no two lives are ever the same.

Sometimes it may seem a bit easier for others, but it is quite balanced, each with challenges and then some easier roads to keep us sane.

You may look to another and feel they have it better, but you don’t know the struggles their journey has had along the way.

Remember that you are on your own life path and each new road will have its turns, it will have some bumps and spins, but in the end, you will understand why.

-M.

When You are with Me

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Play with me in the water,

Lay with me by the sea.

Let’s walk on the sand and wait for the waves, as the tide to comes in.

The sun will set and the air will grow colder,

But when your with me, the cold will not matter.

We will walk hand in hand,

Watching out for crabs in the sand.

We will collect rocks and shells,

There will be so many that our pockets will overfill.

We can pack a picnic and feed the the leftovers to the seagulls,

When you are with me, the days will never, so we can just walk the sandy beaches forever, at peace, hand in hand.

-M.