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May I

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Bloom like the flowers in May

Or may I say what I have to say and be at peace

Or may I do things out of the kindness of my heart, and you accept who I am

Or may I call you out and show you where you were so wrong

But the thing is, maybe I don’t need to tell you everything because I feel the truth before I hear it.

Why may I even think about what you want or think?

When all I want to do is survive and maybe see a movie or two.

I read a book or three and feel like Maybe I can stay

But maybe I’m not meant to talk and tell you all there is, and perhaps someday I will grow with the strength of someone who will make it no matter what.

But I may get the chance to tell you how it is, or maybe someone else will, but today, I may walk away and be okay in my little cave of survival.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

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I used

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To live in the light

But you kept seeing how great I was

And so you used me until I became a shell of myself.

Now, the darkness is where I stand, even though there is still some light in me.

I can’t call on it for help anymore, for I saw the good in you, and what a fool I was.

Now, I barely have compassion or care for anything or anyone.

And now, when I see you, I don’t see a human but the devil himself, and I can’t help but feel nothing for you.

I blink at you and walk by you, and it’s like you don’t exist anymore.

I know you’re there, but my sense of cutting you off because toxic and liars have no place in my paradise.

And as I stand in the darkness and see the reflection of the light maybe one day I will go back but for now, I feel safe here in the dark where you seem to not notice or care for me.

And for the first time, I’m happy being left alone.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes

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Loving the

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Red of fall

As it arrives with cold nights and even colder mornings.

But you enjoy it as the leaves fall all around, and the beauty of little things catches your eye now and then.

And you stop caring so much about the things you can’t control and focus on the things that bring so much joy and peace to you as the day goes by.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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stunning

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The photographer said.

So innocent and young I was

I felt strong and a little bit of a badass in my blue dress and cowboy hat.

The sun shining behind me

Setting the mood for this photo, yet all I can think of is “ow.” These rocks and grains are hurting my knee once the photo was taken.

I was helped up, and I brushed those darn little rocks away.

I know the shoot was great, but nothing great comes without a bit of pain.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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Behind the wall

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I used to hide my true self as the gem so beautiful that only a few will ever truly meet her.

The girl who was scared to break free when she had something to say

But now that girl is a woman who speaks her mind, for she is tired of being treated like she doesn’t matter or her time isn’t as precise as the rest.

She doesn’t continue to sit on the sidelines and just be silent when she has something to say because you’re too scared to step out of line, for he doesn’t want to be punished.

But how long do you want to stay silent?

I’ve allowed myself to be kept behind those walls out of fear and lack of confidence.

But no more, I matter, and my voice will be heard whether you like it or not because you should be considered for others for once in your life. Because I’m tired of making excuses for you, you smile and move on.

I’ve had enough, and the thing is, there is no way to put me back in that wall, for the power of my voice coming out of me is too powerful for me to stay silent ever again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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You are

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My moonlight

The single rose in my hand

Nothing simple about the way you make me feel.

This night is unique, as I recall when you called and asked me out.

And when you handed me the rose, I thought it was cute and sweet.

The rest of the night was history, so every night when I can’t sleep, I stand by the window with that rose in hand and remember how it used to be when you were so sweet.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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You didn’t

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See that I was one-of-a-kind

From the way I look

To the glasses I wear

From the rainbows reflecting on my arms that day, I was just another girl you took a photo of and may not see again.

But then there I was, the girl everyone wanted a photo of because, well, they had never seen so many rainbows on one girl.

Because of you, I now stand out more than I did before, and when you called to work with me, I told you I was looking for a different kind of photographer this time.

And as you got mad and stated, I wouldn’t be where I am if you hadn’t taken that photo that day.

I realized that was true, but sometimes how you treat someone at the moment lasts a lifetime.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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I didn’t

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Want to stand out

But somehow, you found me anyways!

I’ve been playing it cool for so long.

I don’t know how to relax around you yet.

But I know when you’re around, it’s all smiles and laughter.

And there is no place I would rather be than smiling and laughing next to you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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Like this

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bowl everything in my life seems up in the air

To my surprise I’m still discovering new things as my journey is unclear

I’m at a standstill right now on the path that felt so right, and I am resting longer than I wanted.

But I am refreshed and awake right now

And soon all that is happening around me won’t be up in the air

And all that I pictured it would be like will fall into place as I open my eyes and know that through the difficulties, I did not quit.

Even when I had no clue what I had walked myself into.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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The need

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to relax is strong

as I sit here sipping on some tea

Watching some of the people of this world float away in hot air balloons.

I realize it’s been a while since I’ve observed the world.

Lately, I’m always on the move , making me miss out on so much.

I just hope I can continue to slow down and enjoy the things I used to love to do.

For I know, tomorrow is not promised, and if today is all I have, I do it all and go to sleep with a smile on my face knowing I left nothing to chance.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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To be

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still and be one with all that is around you is hard for us

But if we could be as still as a bird on a flower

would we ever deeply miss certain things in life?

Or would we see what we are missing and find a way to make it a part of our lives

These are the questions that run through my mind as I am still as I wait for my dog to stop sniffing everything I can move again.

But still a part of me wishes to be still and just enjoy the things that make my life great and peaceful and at the same time forget about what others have to say.

And just live my life the way it should be, for at the end of the day I will always have to live with myself but everyone else only gets to see a few pieces of me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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I am

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one with myself as I sit here today underneath my life tree.

As I close my eyes, I see everything I have faced so far in my life.

But I also see all the things that can happen if I take the right path.

If I stop and do the things I love and not worry about the risk that comes with me doing the right thing for me.

For I don’t want to regret not focusing on all the things I may want or need.

So today, I sit here knowing I won’t get up until I know who I want to be and have the plan to get there too.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

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So

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I haven’t been acting like myself lately; it’s not a crime, yet you’re watching me as if I’m doing something wrong.

But it’s October, the month where being dark is just the way to go.

So why worry if I’m changing when I most likely be back to me on November 1st, and I won’t think twice about what I wore last month?

I’m still young why not have a little fun?

When I’m all done, I won’t regret the way I dressed or wore my makeup.

I will have lived fully, and that’s all I ever truly wanted to do.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

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I tip my

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Hat to you as Halloween comes around this time of year.

Everyone loves scary things or even cute little pumpkins like me.

But maybe you should still watch yourself around me, for I may tip over and cause chaos, my friend.

Or will I, I guess you will have to see but maybe if you put me on display, I will be the best pumpkin candle this month.

Maybe I’ll play nice and stay content until next year.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

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When I

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Smile at you, and you smile back. It’s as if the whole world disappears.

And everything I was whining and complaining about doesn’t matter anymore.

Because I realize when you are happy, all the people who don’t like me and go out there a way to put me down.

Don’t exist as you smile my way, and it makes me realize tough skin, and you will get me through it all.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes