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image from Pinterest I'm keeping you My mother My sister My daughter You We are together Not just for a reason Or a time But for life Ours Pendulum-ing sometimes In and out of my life And at each incoming Is like you were never away Back to our sameness You remind me time and time again That every woman has a story Characters and instances changing The struggle is the same I bear witness to this I watch you in struggle Grow into the you I have already seen And I am glad I am a part Of your becoming I worry about you When things are not right with you And wonder if you worry about you too Or me Or not I pray for you I know you pray for me Because I get answers To prayers I have not prayed Or yet to pray I love you No matter what No matter when No matter why who where how Or if Because of love I forgive When you have not been kind When you have not offered a hand When you have sp...

image from Twitter Though I am invested in you And I know you have done the same I have had to let you go Or gone myself Adieu I have to let you go Your reason is complete Our stay is ended Out of my life And my journey’s space I have to let you go You add no value to me now Or I to you Because Our time is off Looking back sometimes I see Albeit at times I cannot recognise The point at which our steps diverged To allow for singular movement Without the other I will keep you in my heart And once in a while Pull you out In nostalgic remembrance Of the good The unending conversation Truest exchanges The story shared Deep into the night And forever lasting phone call The unbridled laughter Spontaneous tears Of our souls Bared Without reserve I will remember too The call placed in times of strife Never mind the hour Or the place And the immediate response I will remember us The care The ...

image from https://www.pinterest.com/eilwills/black-art/ You have been a mainstay in my life In the ups and ups Downs and still lower downs  Helping Sometimes abetting I have to fess up I haven’t always told the truth And I wonder if you’ve known To let it be Because you already knew I have lied to you Undoubtedly in thought In a looking glance or none at all By omission in silence and inaction Deliberately in word and deed I have lied to you To shield you from hurt Or to shield myself I’ve known not which Because sometimes the truth would not serve I have let some lies live And killed others When their lyingness was done Or they were not enough For the truth was better I’ve hurt you By accident And in shame deliberately And seen its harm And I am sorry I have quarrelled With you For you And for me Apologised and forgiven I am glad when you succeed I applaud Grateful to be present...

image from https://www.pinterest.com/ Your pains Your sorrows Your agonies I’ve been there I know them Your joys Your happiness Your gladness And peace I live them Your dreams Your desires Your wishes And aspirations I hope them Your values and beliefs What matters most to you Makes you tick and drives you In different degrees of instances Is me You are me woman In different degrees That I do not understand You are a reflection Of myself for myself I recognise you I identify with you So similar to me On the inside So different on the outside Still unfamiliar New twists and nuances For both of us Because Becoming is a process

image from https://www.pinterest.com/explore/female-cartoon/ It is the first time we meet We are young Middle aged or beyond I see you And wonder Or it’s the second time we meet I used to know you In my past We might or might not have been close But now something just clicks I watch you woman As you recognise me Size me up And wonder If I will fit you I say something You respond You speak I acknowledge Your spoken I wonder on your unspoken Of what lies behind the smile And the sudden silent stare Off into the far Or is it into yourself We learn each other I wonder if I shock you I wonder what you think of me And decide that whatever it is It is okay I wonder what you would say If you knew my deepest secrets Or my quietest sorrows My longings and hopes For me and mine You sit with me In silence and in chatter In laughter and tears In flitzy ditzy thoughts And the serious pensive me I ...

I met a trio of lads the other day.  Young.  Really young.  Young enough to be my kids.  It was an age defining moment - I am old enough to have kids that have gone through college and are earning their living.  Independent young men.  Fine young men.  Doing things.  Going places.  Looking sharp. Sounding good.  And they had been friends for a long time, as long as their young lives allow. We got talking.  About age, of course about age.  Then life issues, perspectives, relationships.  And women.  When young men are involved in a conversation with an older woman, women may be an agenda item.  Each had a different view.  Each had a different mondus operandi. One was not in a relationship.  And was not looking to be in a relationship.  I did not find out why that was; but I understood at this point in his life, he did not need a woman to complete him. [I have always wanted to use that ph...

I started writing this as a give and take, between person A and person B.  And they were discussing C.  And C's actions and life.  And basically A was saying that C was evil, or rather C's actions were evil, wrong, a sin and C was hot footing it to hell. B on the other hand was asking A - who are you to judge and adding that if A was without sin, then then A could cast stones. Bystanders, the bible thumping kind joined the sinning and judging fray, and surprisingly there were different quotes supporting both sides.  They are many.  Those on judgement, who should judge and who should not judge and to whom judgement belongs to.  And those on sinning and definitions of sin, and what happens too sinners.  Verses were dropping all over. On both sides of the divide.   Verses were used however.  In no context whatsoever.  Who cared about the meaning, so long as you could quote the chapter and verse, even half the verse, and ...

Once upon a time you had a friend.   And you were good friends.   Then, like some good things, the friendship came to an end. There was no dramatic fallout between you.   No hurled insults and abuses.   No nothing like that.   Just a longer time to respond to a greeting, and an increasing number of missed calls.   And time.   Time happened in between you. Sometimes you think about things from the other side of the friendship.   And wonder if it was a deliberate decision to move on.   But then you reason, it doesn’t really matter why the friendship ended, what is important is the fact that, once it was there, and then it was not. Then months later, or maybe years later, your former good friend turns up, and attempts to slide back into your life with a ‘Hello Stranger! How have you been?” smiley kind of electronic message. And you are thinking, “Stranger?   Me?   You stopped engaging in calls, sms or emails. You c...