Month: February 2023

Poetry

One of

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A kind is all we ever want to be because standing out is what makes us unique.

So having a talent or a gift is something we strive for all our lives.

In hopes of making a difference so we can be proud of ourselves and when tomorrow doesn’t come, we know we left our mark on life.

And we can smile at our accomplishments, and if tomorrow does come, we can continue to work hard at what we love.

And while leaving in the goodness of our present moments, we may forget it could end sooner than later.

And so I try to count all my blessings and enjoy the life I have because complaining just isn’t worth it anymore.

Now I hope, and I dream and put in the work to get it to do so there is nothing left to wonder what if about.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Honestly

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The way you looked at me made me start to pray.

I didn’t want the darkness from your eyes to seep into me that night.

So as I closed my eyes and prayed, I felt your love and protection pour over me.

And as I opened my eyes, you were gone, and yet again, the devil bites the dusk.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Letting go

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Of the things that should be

And just living for the things I want and have.

The rest will come in due time

No more worries or stresses. Just letting it all go

As the things I don’t want are up in the air, I let them fall on their own.

And no more picking up what I don’t need to bring back into my life.

It’s time to leave the things from the past in the past and move forward.

Letting the good things pull me along and not worrying about when it will end.

But enjoy it for what it is, and when this train of joy stops, it will be unexpected, and I will accept it too.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

When it

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Feels like everything is gray and there is only a little bit of joy.

When the day is long, nothing is how it should be.

When words come and go like the seasons of your life.

When you cling to the word hope as if that’s all you have left now.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Peel away

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The layers of who I used to be

Sounds easier than it is but when I did.

I found peace and resistance as I started not wanting to move forward.

But then you talked me off the cliff and made me realize I needed to put myself out there. Sitting here in comfort is all great, but what growth will it bring me?

So I get up and do the work, and some days aren’t great, but at least I’m trying.

And I’m looking forward to what is to come as I allow another layer to fall away.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes