thoughts are things

Live your story

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The greatest love story can be found within the pages of a novel, movie or one’s heart. Most including myself forget that the greatest hopeless love begins with self. I wrote this poem and it was my hope to have it ready for Valentine’s Day. It was BUT not like I wanted. I kept reinventing the wheel expecting an awesome layout and ended up more in love with the first design. This design feels right and once I change a few words it will be awesome. I can turn this awesome poem into a picture book!! Why then, do I keep reinventing perfection? Doubt I guess, but doubt in terms of what others will think.

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I realize that in a real love story there is no doubt and certainly no perfection.  Okay there may be doubt but take away all of the outside junk and there isn’t any doubt.  It’s all the outside junk that fools us. It’s True!  I love this poem and this poem loves me. I can’t seem to stop writing it and thinking of ways to express how it makes me feel.

I wrote this poem for myself but I smile in hopes of all the eyes who’ll read it.

In the words of a wise man Feck Perfection! I just want to write this on a wall someplace for all to read it. I’m dreaming of an old building that needs new character.

The old design–the one my heart seeks the most.  I love the color and texture. Oh the words highlighted…what a great example of how love just happens. 

Make a note to test various markers and I’m gonna try this one more time…however many it takes.

Oh right– back to painting trees for the wise tree book.

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Imagine all the impossibilities that are possible.