I liked it and welcome, I look forward to reading more!

very nice

I haven't seen that...I'll have to look for it now....I just love ee Cummings

That is a great one, I like it

Hold Fast Your Dreams

Hold fast your dreams!
Within your heart
Keep one still, secret spot
Where dreams may go,
And, sheltered so,
May thrive and grow
Where doubt and fear are not.
O keep a place apart,
Within your heart,
For little dreams to go!

Think still of lovely things that are not true.
Let wish and magic work at will in you.
Be sometimes blind to sorrow. Make believe!
Forget the calm that lies
In disillusioned eyes.
Though we all know that we must die,
Yes you and I
May walk like gods and be
Even now at home in immortality.

We see so many ugly things—
Deceits and wrongs and quarrelings;
We know, alast we know
How quickly fade
The color in the west,
The bloom upon the flower,
The bloom upon the breast
And youth's blind hour.
Yet keep within your heart
A place apart
Where little dreams may go,
May thrive and grow.
Hold fast—hold fast your dreams!

-Louise Driscoll

Very nice

hold fast your dreams of better days and let go of all dismay

New moon shinning on me
What changes do you hold for me?

I lift up my heavy burdens
For your light to break them away

I gleam in your ever beauty
As I feel freed from all dismay

A heavy hearts been lifted
And can shine for a brand new day

Thank you dear old beauty
I will repay you one day

-Krystle McGee

Tonight is a New Moon which is said to be a great time to set intentions and make changes. This couldn't be at better time!

Thank You all!

I hope everyone had a great year and is able to be filled with many blessings in this New Year.

Depends on the doctor doing it as well...I've had 2 epidurals (very similar to spinal) the first time wasn't too bad, slight pain and pressure but the second was more painful....don't let yourself worry about the pain tho you will just get yourself worked up. No tears were shed and I was having huge contractions while he was trying to do the epidural.

I'm sure we all have gotten lost in the memories of those we used to love.

Starting fresh, from the start
Never let this feeling part
Leaping forward to brighter days
Not drowning in yesterday's haze

Feeling renewed & not overwhelmed
Keeping this peace going strong
Taking one step toward the life of tomorrow
Till the one in your dreams comes true

Keep in your heart the love of another
Let go of anything less
Know this feeling of purity
And that you always deserve the very best

Happy New Year!

-Krystle McGee

In puddled tears of weeping hearts
We gather here today
Mourning and rejoicing
in the memories that we play

Over and over and over again
We continue down this path
Of being lost in the depths
Of things old and things past

Dry your dreary heart
For tomorrow is another day
And compose your hearts song
Upon your newly painted dreams

-Krystle McGee

I really liked this, thanks for sharing

Thanks, I'm touched that my work has inspired you, there are many great writers I have met on here years ago that did just that for me as well. Great Job.

((Oldhippie)) Thank you too

Thank you dear , a picture may be worth a thousand words but I'd rather write them.

Lonely are these hours
With no warm embrace
Forgotten is the love
That swept the hair from my face

Lonely is thy heart
In puddled tears it sits
Forgotten is the cheek
Where no one saw a kiss

Yet strong willed ambition
Guides this fairess still
Through a world against the odds
That love is really real

-Krystle McGee

Thank you all for taking the time to read

Thank you all and Will seeing you has put a great big smile on my face

Aspiration

She sits on the wave paved rocks
and takes in the cold blowing wind.
With her hair up with shells and pearls
she is the beauty of the sea.
She sits there and wonders
"Who would ever love me"

But yet still she waits for her caller to find her.
While the wind pushes through
her long tangled locks
she embraces herself
as if it is his touch.

Now the glowing sun
has stopped shining
upon her emerald blue green scales
and the warmth she had once felt has set.

She dives back into her sea
but which she calls her prison.
To wait till the sun arises
and lavishes her once more.



Krystle McGee