Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Writing

The Wise
Wrinkles you say?
No, those lines are just memories etched 
In their worn faces.
They were together through the best of times and the worst of times.
They grew old together,
They learned from their mistakes.
They grew wiser and older.
I believe that the most beautiful people
 Are people who have already lived 
Most of their life.

Run
Running,
Running,
Running.
Running from her future,
The unknown.
Running from time,
From life.
The sad thing is, is that some of us are still 
 Running, 
Lost,
Afraid,
We don't know that all we've needed was with us
All along.
But we keep on
Running,
Running,
Running.
Because we are too afraid to
Face the truth.

Let Her Dream
Let her dream,
Let her dream to be whoever she wants to be.
Let her hope, 
And believe 
In the impossible,
Let her imagination take flight,
And soar
Through the sky.
Let her dance and sing and 
Wish upon a star.
If we could all have the faith of a child, 
The world would be a different place.
For she has plenty of time to think of reality,
So,
Let her dream.
{All photos are from Pinterest}

5 comments:

  1. Lovely post as always, Eve! I really enjoyed reading this.
    I just wanted to say thank you so much for the comments on my blog, and for praying for my little brother. ♥
    Tane ♥
    tangerinetane.blogspot.com

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  2. Lovely post, Eve! I loved reading this. And I just wanted to say, thank you for the wonderful comments on my blog, and for praying for my little brother. ♥
    Tane ♥
    tangerinetane.blogspot.com

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  3. I didn't know you were a poet! The pictures are great, too :)

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