I snooze everywhere I can and at any given time of the day….
I sit on the couch and its barely noon and I am off before I know it…
Hours later I wake up and it’s almost the end of the day..
In God’s Hands ~ Nelly Furtado
I know its trivial…….
But in the time I have fallen asleep I feel ages have gone by…
and I forget what happened a few hours ago…..
I remember struggling to sleep for years…..
“Now our love’s floating out the window
Our love’s floating out the back door
Our love’s floating up in the sky in heaven
Where it began back in God’s hands”
Life has its poetic moments….and all that implies…….
Walking in the rain yesterday, was mine….
“Our love floated out the window
Our love floated out the back door
Our love floated up in the sky to heaven
It’s part of a plan
It’s back in God’s hands
Back in God’s hands”
The first painting I bought when I moved out on my own…..
The Unknown Painting
Even to this day I do not know who the artist is….. or what this piece of art is called….. but for me it is a masterpiece…
If you see the coloured picture of this painting you will see around her eyes there is a light tinge of red….. I think she cried herself to sleep…. when I look at this painting I always wonder…. was she a figment of the artist’s imagination? or was she his muse? why did she cry?…. (I don’t know why I assumed that the artist was a man)
Lets talk about Mums – complex yet the most beautiful creatures God ever created…..
Mine broke down on the phone today….and it broke my heart….hence the post
I like to think I am the extension of my mother….. I know it’s an old cliché to say “I am all that I am because of her”….. but hey isnt life full of clichés?
Wind beneath my wings- Bette Midler
A song that describes what my mom means to me….
“Did you ever know that you’re my hero? your everything I would like to be….I can fly higher than an eagle……because you are the wind beneath my wings“
I never told my mum she is my hero…… I never told her she is everything I wish I could be…… and I am flying higher than an eagle because she is the wind beneath my wings…..
For all the times she was content “To let me shine”…she is that “beautiful face without a name” she has a “beautiful smile to hide the pain“……
For all the times I left her in coldness……but she was my shadow…..and for all the times I couldn’t say a “Sorry” or a “Thank you”…. she walked “A step behind”
It hasn’t gone unnoticed mom….I have it all here in my heart….
“I want you to know I know the truth, Of course I know….I would be nothing without you”
She thought me how to fly…. and it’s her wisdom that got me here…..
I fall asleep mysteriously these days…
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