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In the morning light so bright,
I wish you good luck, hold on tight.
With every step, face your fears,
Let joy replace all your tears.
The road may twist, the path may bend,
But brave hearts always find a friend.
So take a breath, let hope spark,
And carry on, you’ll leave your mark.
WIn the kitchen, there’s a quirky ritual,
I sing to my toast, it’s quite habitual.
I pour the jam with a flourish and spin,
Pretending I’m a chef with a grand, silly grin.
My dog joins in with a barking dance,
As I juggle my eggs, you won’t get a chance!
I drop one on the floor, and oh, what a sight,
Eggs splatter and roll, it’s a breakfast delight!
With cereal flying and milk in my hair,
My morning routine is beyond compare.
If you ever peek in, don’t judge my thrill,
It’s just my funny breakfast ritual!
Amidst the shadows, the hours collide,
Lights flicker softly, illuminating dreams.
Laughter and whispers, secrets confide,
Nocturnal journeys, or so it seems.
Inviting the stars to join in our plight,
Gathered together, hearts full of fire,
Holding the moment, we’ll cherish the night,
Time slips away, yet we never tire.
Echoes of laughter, a symphony sweet,
Reveling in memories, an all-nighter’s feat.
There once was a fellow named Logan,
Whose ideas turned into a slogan.
With a wink and a smile,
He made crowds stay awhile,
In his town, creativity’s golden!
In the dark when hope feels small,
Whisper softly, hear the call.
When the road seems rough and long,
Hold on tight, be brave, be strong.
Through the storms and skies so gray,
Keep your heart and fears at bay.
For in the end, when shadows part,
You will find joy in your heart.
So when the days are filled with strife,
Just remember, have faith in life.
In misty glens where echoes roam,
The bagpipes call their ancient tone.
With breath of earth and heart of stone,
They weave a tale of lands unknown.
Each note a whisper, bright and bold,
Of stories shared and legends told.
Through heather fields where shadows play,
The haunting sound will guide the way.
In every rise and mournful sigh,
A piece of soul takes to the sky.
So let them play, let spirits dance,
For in their song, we find our chance.
They swarm away
not wanting to get close
is there something wrong with me
All I want is friendship and love
Alas I guess it is not for me.
Yet in the shadows, hope remains,
For laughter’s touch and kindness’ chains.
I’ll keep my heart open and wide,
Waiting for love to walk beside.
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Memory
Moments captured, etched in time,
Echoes of laughter, a rhythm sublime.
Memories woven, threads of the past,
Overflows with feelings meant to last.
Reminders of joy, sorrow, and strife,
Yearning to hold onto the dance of life.
MAD Missy 😠
Precious items sent out regularly for others to cherish
Often wrapped in love and care,
Sharing joy from near and far,
Treasures of the heart, they bear.
Moments captured, memories spun,
All tied together, each one a part,
Nurturing connections, and smiles begun.
MAD Missy 😠
Couldn’t find my favorite mug,
Rushing through the morning haze,
All the little things annoy me,
Now I’m stuck in a cranky phase.
Kids are yelling, pets are barking,
Yet deep down, I know it’s just a phase.
MAD Missy 😠
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Nerd
In the world of books and dreams,
Where knowledge shines like bright sunbeams,
With each page and every word,
Enjoy the joy of being a nerd.
Curiosity lights the fire,
A deep passion, an endless desire.
Exploring places near and far,
In your mind, you can be a star.
With glasses resting on your nose,
You see beauty in facts that others oppose.
The wonders of science, the art of the pen,
In a nerd’s heart, there’s always a calm again.
So let them laugh, let them tease,
In your own world, you feel at ease.
You use knowledge like a mighty sword,
In the story of life, you’re truly adored.
Celebrate the quirks, the things that you love,
In a bright universe, you’re a gift from above.
So, stand tall, be proud, let your spirit be heard,
For every dreamer and thinker is a wonderful nerd.
MAD Missy 😠
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compensation
Comfort found in the softest sighs,
Open hearts mend under vast skies.
Moments of pain turn to wisdom gained,
Paths once broken, now beautifully framed.
Every tear tells a story, a heartfelt exchange,
Navigating chaos, learning to change.
Soft whispers of hope in the darkest of nights,
Allowing the dawn to bring forth new lights.
Trading our burdens for joys yet unseen,
In the dance of the cosmos, we weave through the green.
Offering kindness, a hand held up high,
Nurtured by love, we soar, and we fly.
MAD Missy 😠
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Float
Floating gently on a breeze,
Lifting dreams beyond the trees.
Open skies, a canvas wide,
Allowing hopes to freely glide.
Time stands still as hearts take flight.
MAD Missy 😠
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Hipster
In a coffee shop, by the window’s glow,
Sits a hipster sipping his fair-trade brew slow.
With a beanie and beard, he thinks he’s so keen,
Discussing obscure bands—know what I mean?
He rides a fixie, with style that’s a blast,
Claiming his vintage is better than glass.
So, here’s to the hipsters, all quirky and bright,
They’re a laugh and a half, in their ironic delight!
MAD Missy
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Sweater
There once was a sweater, so cozy and bright,
It danced through the day and twinkled at night.
With stripes that were swirling and colors ablaze,
It twirled like a whirlwind, in a quirky craze.
MAD 11/16/24
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