“When you live in a city with no stars to wish on, you have to wish on each other.” ― Sarah Herrington

Friday, February 20, 2015

When the ghosts of uncertainties meet at the watering hole of my thoughts, there's no peace to be found in that rippling water. 
What if you could be braver than a rodeo rider. 
That I was bolder than a classy cologne.
What if my voice could be as sturdy as the legs that carry me. 
That our differences could mix like a girl dressed in polka dots and stripes.
The feelings of questioning actions and decisions can be down right irritating, just like an unsolvable magic trick.
Luckily ghosts can't live where the light shines upon the water.
Stand tall in the light, living this life the way it is meant to be lived.
Knowing there will be kinks in the lights shadows only to add beautiful detail to my life's picture book.
Age may not be on my side but my heart always is.
Breathing in the warm light and exhaling all uncertainties
turning a watering hole into a wishing well.

No silver or no gold Could dress me up so good- sucker

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