Thursday, March 8, 2012

The beginning.

The fog is lifting. warms winds stir my soul.
Sweet taste of life on my lips.
I smell sweetness again.

There is so much more than this...take a deep breathe
and let it out slowly...extasy

The mirror is me..I am listening again.

I remember her, that sweet child that was buried under hell

The mess she has spent a lifetime digging through, sorting through...fighting through.

I am told it is time for forgiveness, love and happiness.

A new journey has begun.

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