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  • A Beacon of Light for Sexual Assault Survivors

    Have you ever felt trapped by a secret, burdened by its weight and wondering if sharing it could bring you relief or further pain? This is a silence many, unfortunately, know all too well.

    Today, I want to share with you the story of Lauren Brill, a woman whose journey from the depths of traumatic silence to the heights of empowerment and entrepreneurship is nothing less than inspirational.

    The Silence That Echoes
    In the aftermath of the night that would forever change Lauren’s story, she found herself in a place of silence—a silence shared by many who have experienced sexual assault. This silence is not just the absence of words but a stifling barrier to healing and understanding.

    For years, Lauren carried the heavy burden of her experience, shielded from the world, concerned about the impact its revelation would have on her loving parents.

    From Secret to Superpower
    Yet, in a pivotal moment of bravery, Lauren chose to share her story in an open letter to other sexual assault survivors. What happened next, Lauren could have never imagined.

    Her letter went viral! The professional athletes she had known as a sports reporter had her back. One person shared her letter, and that set off a chain reaction.

    And then something remarkable happened. Her secret, which once felt like a chain holding her back, finally shattered, setting her free! Lauren transformed her secret into her superpower!

    By breaking her silence, Lauren not only freed herself but also ignited a spark to challenge societal norms and advocate for others.

    With Transformation Comes Change
    As Lauren herself began to evolve, so did her outer world. What was, is no more. What once fit like a glove now feels too tight, too restrictive. Once a dream job in sports broadcasting no longer aligned with the woman she had become.

    Have you ever felt that a path you were on just didn’t fit who you were anymore? Did you stay on track, or did you make a change?

    Lauren made a monumental decision — to leave her once dream job and pursue a new dream.

    She founded ‘The Unsealed’, a platform that allows people to share their own stories of hurt and loss, wins and victories, challenges and opportunities. Ultimately, Lauren Brill chose authenticity over security.

    Building a Community of Courage & Trust
    ‘The Unsealed’ is more than a platform; it’s a community built on the power of vulnerability, trust, and courage. Here, individuals are encouraged to write open letters about their life experiences, each carrying a positive message of hope to the reader.

    This act of sharing is not just therapeutic—it’s transformative. It builds a bridge between isolation and community, fostering an environment where resilience flourishes through collective support.

    Your Role in This Story
    As you absorb the impact of Lauren’s story on your own life, consider how your own stories of silence could be unleashed to create a global movement. I encourage you to ask yourself those big questions…

    How could I use my own life-changing experiences to empower both myself and others? Whether it’s a conversation you need to have, a letter you need to write, or support you wish to offer, remember: your voice has power. Your story matters.

    Lauren’s transformation from a survivor of silence to a beacon of hope is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. It’s a reminder that even in our darkest moments, there is hope to be found. Just understand, sometimes, we must travel down the road a ways before we are able to truly understand how the events of yesterday have impacted our lives today.

    So, the final question to be asked… What silence will you break? What new path will you forge? Let’s take inspiration from Lauren and move towards a future where our voices are heard, our stories are shared, and our spirits are unbreakable!

    Don’t Miss Lauren’s Full Story… Able to be heard inside of Episode #282 of the podcast – Grit, Grace, & Inspiration.

    Remember, you are amazing, incredible, and simply perfect, just as you are! Never let anyone or anything make you believe any different. Let your truth be heard and your light shine!

    Kevin Lowe - Podcast Host & Purpose-Driven Coach Grit, Grace, & Inspiration

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  • You Will Survive

    When you feel caught in a vacuum
    Because people didn’t see the value,
    You brought to the kitchen table,
    Won’t change the fact that,
    You are more than capable.
    Your worth is immeasurable.
    You are very valuable.

    In a world that may seem unstable,
    Don’t let doubt make you retract,
    You have the power to impact.
    You are stronger than you think,
    And you are more than enough.
    You are loved even on the days you feel worse. 


    Keep running.
    Always believe in yourself, don’t hesitate,
    You have the potential to create.
    I know you can do it!
    See, you’re already doing it!
     
    Give yourself grace
    To run your own race.
    If you keep the faith alive,
    I know you will survive.

    -From Reflections of a Hopeful Romantic by Stephanie Anyaoha

    Stephanie Anyaoha, PMHNP (Steph Zion)

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    • I love the strength in this piece:

      You have the power to impact.
      You are stronger than you think,
      And you are more than enough.
      You are loved even on the days you

      I am going to include it in today’s newsletter <3 Lauren

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      • Lauren,
        Thank you so much for your kind words!
        I really appreciate your support!
        I wrote that piece when I was at a very low point in my life and wanted to give up.
        I hope it will inspire others to keep running their race.
        All the best!

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  • delightfulchaos shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 days, 20 hours ago

    The Lost Sight

    People all around have lost their sight
    In return has made this world loose its light
    Hate and darkness are spread
    while people try to hide it all with meds
    Instead of opening their eyes they become more blind
    which makes the light harder to find
    People are becoming more like animals losing sight of humanity
    Which is destroying the future you see
    We all secretly want the same thing
    to truly be loved & not shown pain
    We forget to be the person we needed when we were younger
    especially when that darkness hit with that Hungers
    People can always be the change in this world & save humanity
    Even if it just starts with you and little Ol me
    Someone must finally open their eyes
    To see past all the masks, disguises, & lies
    Just as easy as hate can spread
    Love & Kindness could be instead
    One match can bring light to the dark
    The dark cannot overpower the spark
    Unless you give that power away
    Nobody can make or break your day
    Working together for the greater good
    Has been somehow misunderstood
    It is time we all open our hearts & quit being sheep
    Show love instead & let the evil sow what it reap

    Delightfully Chaotic

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  • A WORTHWHILE JOURNEY OF ENDURANCE & FAITH: GROWTH

    The maze of life, we wander, we strive,
    Through twists and turns, where paths collide,
    Each step a dance of pain and joy,
    As we chase dreams that hope employ.
    Through valleys deep and mountains high,
    We journey on, beneath the sky,
    With hearts that ache and souls that yearn,
    For the lessons learned at every turn.
    In the darkest of times,
    We stumble, we fall,
    Sometimes we even lose our sight,
    But from the shadows, once more we emerge,
    With newfound strength,
    After every storm, comes a surge.
    For in the depths of despair we find, The resilience of humankind.
    We rise from ashes, refusing to fold,
    A testament to faith and resilience—cheers to the courageous and bold
    For growth is not a straight-lined path,
    It’s up and downs, twists, and turns
    But we find our way, becoming free at last
    So let us cherish the journey we choose,
    For they remind us who we are and what happens if you refuse to lose,
    A testament to our strength and grace
    Yes, we rise and fall, yet rise again and again…
    Knowing that trouble won’t last always and if you don’t give up, you will win.
    So ride life’s wave, in God’s embrace.
    Trust your path—you’ve got what it takes.

    Dr. Cortnie S. Baity, LMFT

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    • Greetings, your poem beautifully captures the ups and downs of life’s journey, offering encouragement and hope to readers. Your use of vivid imagery and a rhythmic flow convey themes of perseverance and resilience, bravo! Overall, it’s an inspiring ode to the human spirit.

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  • Raheli Conde shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 6 days, 7 hours ago

    Galaxy Brothers & Sisters

    The stars, my brothers & sisters,
    How much I miss all thee
    To see you, shiny, bright optimists –
    Such a deep positivity to guide.

    So many of you all, those stars –
    The houses, cities, industries, beings
    Dull you now, and so, so few
    of you shine as bright, barely gleaning.
    Now, not as many of you
    Illuminate and shining to inspire
    Amongst the rest of mankind.
    I miss seeing you as I did back there . . .

    I lay there in the vast school valley
    No major lights, here third world style.
    Cast myself away from the US, I fled,
    practically now an exile.
    I came to understand more of the world
    Wanting to see if I can do any good.
    Lying, wishing to be in the space purl,
    There in the dark of the African continent.
    I smile with peace and such ease
    While looking up at those grand stars,
    Milky Way, galaxies, while a scant breeze
    waves across my skirt and the tall grass.

    My Earthly Family, those stars
    mine, yours, our representative.
    This view, this experience,
    I rushed over, not so tentative/
    To learn so much, but the stars
    Illuminated the sky and world
    So much brightness and loveliness,
    and so much did unfurl.
    I’ll never feel like this again.

    Those days over in Tanzania
    will forever last in memory
    That life, those stars, now as unglistened
    In this sky so uncomplimentary

    Sharing now that life is short.
    I’ll enjoy it as best as I did under
    The Tanzania stars and sky.

    Raheli Conde

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    • Greetings, your description of yearning for the beauty of the stars amidst the routine of life is quite striking. It contrasts the grandeur of the universe with the limitations of human existence, leaving a poignant reminder of life’s fleeting nature. Splendidly written.

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of Women's EmpowermentWomen's Empowerment group 1 weeks ago

    With me

    I am the girl that can come off a bit clingy
    Often scaring those who cross my path.
    My thoughts may seem a bit stringy
    Coming off to one like a bloodbath.
    I will shoot for the stars
    Providing those I love with my support.
    Depending who looks you can see the scars
    This makes some want to abort.
    Giving my all with folks that let her through
    As they becoming a part of the life.
    There are pieces only few knew
    I will occasionally show it all within a rife.
    No one can tell me who I am
    I do not follow a diagram.

    Lexi Mae

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of Magical MomentsMagical Moments group 1 weeks ago

    The Knight

    The knight elevates the princess
    tightening his grasp midair
    while they are lost in the brown waves.
    Shifting the thread of hair behind
    to gain a surpass of what the wave has inside—
    the knight elevates the princess.
    Giddying as the knight’s veins come through
    the heat in the room leaves them breathless:
    while they are lost in the brown waves.
    The beats sync
    taking the space away
    the knight elevates the princess.
    The grin grows uncontrollably
    the palms leaving a trace:
    while they are lost in the brown waves.
    Continuing to go steady
    as they snuggle close.
    The knight elevates the princess
    while they are lost in the brown waves.

    Lexi Mae

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of To my younger selfTo my younger self group 1 weeks ago

    Her

    Have I ever told you how proud I am?
    Of each of the battles you have overcome
    She thinks that her life is not up to par.
    She’s a writer now
    While her sport history is no more
    Have I ever told you how proud I am?
    Living with the mind battles
    Due from the moments God throws her way:
    She thinks that her life is not up to par.
    Still waking up
    Pushing past the hardships
    have I ever told you how proud I am?
    Have you seen how far you have grown
    moments you thought would never surpass
    She thinks that her life is not up to par.
    If she only knew how great she’s doing
    Which I think we’re finally within the place
    Have I ever told you how proud I am?
    She thinks that her life is not up to par.

    Lexi Mae

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks ago

    The Self Journey

    Following down a path
    that was out of the ordinary.
    Discovering herself threw all the wrath
    Bouncing around such as a fairy.
    The harmfulness inside
    can consume her on the daily
    She is no longer trying to hide
    Realizing she probably was never gaily.
    The spark of who she is becoming
    Is bright within
    Hearing the constant humming
    Without all of the sin.
    This girl is giving it her all
    never worried on if she will fall.

    Lexi Mae

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    • “The spark of who she is becoming
      Is bright within”

      I love this line. I have felt this line. I can’t wait to see you continue on your path and reveal your purpose! <3 Lauren

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    • Greetings, your celebration of resilience and authenticity is wonderfully written. It encourages perseverance and self-acceptance, highlighting the strength of embracing one’s true identity. I hope this becomes a reality and a source of encouragement for everyone in their self-discovery journey.

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks ago

    The little girl

    Looking into the mirror
    I see the smile from her.
    The find feels clearer
    I finally found where you were.
    Noticing the smile
    That follows around.
    Anyone could spot it from a mile
    Finding what startled her from the ground.
    Did I mention the bliss
    From you walking through that door.
    It’s safe you will not be a dismiss
    We are ready to explore.
    The possibilities that are within
    Not that I no wear you thin.

    Lexi Mae

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    • Greetings, your poem is uplifting and inspiring, inviting readers to share in your newfound sense of clarity and optimism. It’s a beautiful piece.

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks ago

    Reliving 222

    The spirit takes my soul back
    to a day that was not long ago.
    Sitting on a rack
    as if there’s something that needed a show.
    Remembering key phrases
    that I would say.
    The body raises
    to realize it was my favorite day.
    Twos flooded the room
    as I would turn to you.
    Watching our love start to bloom
    then it was my cue.
    Waking to the realization
    there’s no need for any hesitation.

    Lexi Mae

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    • Greetings, your style is captivating, blending vivid imagery with nostalgia. It draws me into memories through concise phrases and rhythmic flow, evoking a sense of longing and reflection. Beautifully written.

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  • Hi. My name is

    Hi my name is
    Nah that’s way too formal.

    Hey wassup it’s ya girl
    What am I a radio personality?

    Hi. I’m LaShae.

    Wait. Yeah that
    That feels comfortable.

    Hi. I’m LaShae.
    La like the note
    Shae like the butter.
    And I’m
    . . .
    Blank

    God says,
    I am that I am
    But if I said it
    Would it be blasphemous?
    Even if I am?
    Because I am that I am
    And
    I am Joy.
    I am Smile.
    Brittany said it was creepy
    That I smiled so much
    But Brittany didn’t know
    I hurt the same ways she did.
    She didn’t know my smile
    Was as much a resistance
    As it was for her to get out of bed some mornings
    She didn’t know
    I kept my smile because
    Tracy loved my smile.
    Tracy loved my smile!
    She said it was the most genuine smile she’s ever seen
    Which is the best compliment
    Because her smile
    Was the most genuine I’ve ever seen.

    I am peace
    Except when I am hungry
    And I am always hungry
    Beware of Junior’s warning
    You better feed that gal;
    I am gal.
    As sister says,
    When hungry,
    I am Hulk;
    I am pitbull.
    Ya girl just likes to eat
    But when I am fed,
    I promise
    I will be peace
    Like Mable taught me to be
    Peace:
    Not the absence of violence,
    But the presence of Justice.
    So if no Justice
    No peace.
    I am starving
    Pitbull for peace
    Ready to Hulk smash oppression
    See, Mable
    Mable was a child
    When Newark went up in flames
    See
    You don’t watch your home go ablaze
    And end up staying the same
    No
    You arm yourself
    Yes, with the whole armor of God
    Like your mother taught you
    But also
    With a thicker skin
    That none of this heat can penetrate
    And with a weapon
    She chose a pen
    Much mightier than a sword
    Her ink writing for peace
    Not the absence of violence
    But the presence of Justice
    Her ink filled with the blood spilled in her streets
    And then she would come to teach
    All the little children, and yes, even me
    That the power is in connections
    That is what Mable taught to me.

    Barbara taught me to hold my own.
    Pete told me Fret Not
    But Pray if you feel alone
    Latierra and Ricky
    Both taught me to wonder
    And Serena taught me
    That dancing is greater than pain
    Ali taught me God will find you
    Even if you’re in the dark.
    I never met Maurice,
    But his love is always in my heart.
    Ulysses taught me always learn first
    And Davey taught me to dress my best
    Even when they do their worst
    Ron & Vette taught me to be loud
    Lisa and Al taught me love knows no bounds
    Dog taught me to keep my friends close
    Mo taught me that royalty
    Can come from a crack that bloomed a rose
    And Holis, God rest his soul,
    May not be blood
    But taught me what a man ought to be

    I know you asked about me
    But I am an unfinished story
    The moral of my life
    Isn’t complete
    But I am that I am
    And I am pieces of
    Every person I ever lost
    A puzzle
    Amassing to one lone thought:
    Love.

    PoetryPicasso

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    • Love <3 I love love and I love this piece. You have such a creative mind! Thanks for sharing! <3 Lauren

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  • delightfulchaos shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 2 days ago

    Why Can’t We All Get Along

    Why can’t we all get along
    We act like this or that person don’t belong
    Making others feel out of place
    Never seeing the hurt behind the smile on their face
    Why do we spread more hate then love
    Thinking there are others we’re above
    We forget we all are human with our own flaws
    Wasting more energy spreading hate like it’s in our laws
    We just need to love and care for one another
    Treat all like they are your sister or brother.
    See that’s the key to world peace
    Only if hatred would seem to forever cease.

    Delightfully Chaotic

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  • Dear Timothy...

    Hey, you, old man.
    This is a letter to yourself and from yourself.
    You know all those things you’ve done wrong,
    Regardless of who’s fault, or who’s right or wrong.
    But this is not of that my friend…
    Yeah, it’s amazing.You can call yourself friend now, but you are! ♥
    I know those things I put myself and others through.
    I remember the dreams and aspirations.All the good things I had for you.
    Looking back is confusing and God it just makes me cry.
    But I’m gonna try to leave You out too.Because this is a letter to myself. To maybe find out why.
    But God I can’t, I can’t look back Because it hurts too much…
    I can’t go to the beach, I can’t go to school, I can’t go to church, Sitting bereaved, I feel a fool.
    But Lord, I can’t do it, I cannot watch.
    Cannot go to Toledo. Cannot go to Cleveland cannot go back to jail, God what am I believing?
    Cannot run to West Virginia, cannot hospital trend…
    All along.I hated myself, yet all the while was a good friend. ☺
    I can’t even write.I’m sorry I can’t do this.
    All along my life, it was my own mark I missed.
    But that’s a good thing because i’m not in hell…
    Only I could see my place where ever if I made, could never get bail.
    I’m sorry, no can do.
    God thank you for saving me from me.

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    • Aww Timothy everything you have been through has led you where you are today, and it’s exactly where you are supposed to be. You have a beautiful heart. Never forget that! Your past does not define your whole being. <3 Lauren

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 4 days ago

    Here

    Please know that I am here,
    Right by your side,
    Even though you don’t see me near,
    I promise I’m not that far behind.
    Your love follows me everywhere,
    As it will for years,
    Were the perfect pair,
    The couple everyone fears.
    Some wish they were us,
    But they don’t know what we’ve been through,
    Even though they think they do when they discuss,
    If they only had a clue.
    That does not matter my love,
    As you were the one who came and saved me from above.

    Lexi Mae

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  • Tracie Sperling shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 4 days ago

    But I Cannot Make It

    “I’m not concerned with your liking or disliking me… All I ask is that you respect me as a human being”- Jackie Robinson. So, you want to be a human or citizen don’t let the hurt they have caused define your worth, rise above. I will not let their words push me down before I am taking advantage of my love. Don’t let them make you unhappy and give away your affection. Life lessons taught me, seek respect not perfection. You think this is the world and you are just a product of their environment, and you cannot make it. It will be inevitable that God just allows you to enjoy the moment. Stop being always available to people who are just there for you when it’s convenient for them. et me be clear, my love is unconditional but your presence in my life is not. The moment you prove that the value of me does not measure up to yourself worth, I’ll have no problem unconditionally loving the memory of you and moving on. If they walk away, let them go. If they don’t value you
    enough to work through the hard times, they don’t deserve all the good times. And you gotta read between the lines I’m searching for a way to heal all the last rhymes.

    “You don’t ‘make’ someone stop treating you badly. You walk out of their lives and stay out of their lives, and viola…the bad treatment stops. “I can’t control your behavior, nor do I want that burden… but I will not apologize for to be disrespected or to be mistreated I have standards, step
    up or step out.” -Steve Maraboli.

    A person doesn’t have to only drain you with arguments and fights. they can drain you with lack of communication, lack of trust, lack of respect, lack of empathy, lack of apologizing, lack of acknowledgement and lack of fulfilling your love language know the truth. And I’m caught in a circle of footprints and misfits. By your mistakes no matter how hard you try to fix. Rise up from the hurt, find strength to eclipse. Don’t let the conflict break you that’s a common enemy. Make sure you respect your partner more than you love them, because you can cause a lot of damage to them while still loving them: When you respect them, you’ll think about them before you make any move, and you’ll think about the impact it will have on them. That’s why you have to make a choice don’t let their toxicity condemn. You’re afraid to make amends. What’s the point of being friends? When all you do is pretend. But be certain to make your mind up and get up and bite your tongue. If you want to give up, I don’t want to say goodbye. And you have something your mind tells you otherwise why. If you don’t make the same mistakes you did, that you feel you are lying when you don’t have the time to be lucky. Whenever you’re in doubt and make up just believe that things will work out.
    It doesn’t matter what you’ve been through and how much you’ve been doused.
    I’ll break free from the hurt and find bliss.
    Only the broken can be fixed.
    It’s never too late to realize there’s more to life than this.
    There’s a whole world out there to explore, don’t miss. You are just stranded and stopped and blinked. I know it’s hard to believe but, follow your own instinct.
    I’ll make my own path and never be extinct.
    Take a chance and let your true colors link.
    You’re a diamond in disguise, show your inner aspect.
    Just like a poetic gift we will make it. When you look in the mirror, everything will be cleansed.
    In this life, strive for love and respect and have no regrets.

    Tracie Sperling

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    • Greetings, I love the honesty and empowerment urging us to value ourselves and pursue healthier relationships. The mix of quotes and original thoughts adds depth and inspires hope.

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  • poeticaddiction_365 shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 5 days ago

    Embodied Happiness

    Growing up I never got the talk about the birds and the bees
    Are those the people that find happiness sexually?
    Living in a single parent household
    I had nothing but love that surrounded me
    The joy of spending time with my family
    Always brought pure happiness to me
    Even though I lacked my father’s presence
    I appreciated each and every thing my mom did for me
    The variations of what makes me happy
    Truly varies from day to day
    But most importantly I am happy that God saw fit to wake me up today
    The opportunity to make the world a better place
    By spreading positivity and living in my purpose
    Makes me feel blessed to say the least
    Finding love and being loved
    Allows me to be prosperous with spreading love daily
    I used to say my smile doesn’t often dictate my happiness
    These days I add to people’s happiness
    By providing great customer service to them adding a smile goes a long way
    It makes a huge difference in people’s day
    My happiness isn’t always contingent on others
    But it sure feels great when I’m happy
    And I spread happiness endlessly to those around me
    How did I forget to mention that poetry and music also brings me happiness
    Being able to write and share my story with people near and far
    Is a dream come true
    A journey worthy of praise
    ‘Cause people sometimes tear you down
    When they don’t support your vision
    Lacking happiness hinders their judgement
    Or they don’t understand how to clap
    Even if they aren’t the one winning at the moment
    Without question music has always been
    A vital part of me
    Whether it was inspiring me to write poetry
    Or my calm when I needed reassurance
    It has got me through good days and sad days
    Whether it was the melody, beat, lyrics or artist
    I always admired how I could relate it to me
    Finding happiness in all that I do and the people that surround me
    Makes me know that I embody happiness just by being me
    So let me ask you:
    What does happiness mean to you?

    Tracy Barnes

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    • Tracy! I love this piece!. This is the piece you read last week. YOU are pure happiness and you bring light to every single person you meet! Thank you for sharing! I am posting this piece in our newsletter today! Keep a lookout for it. <3 Lauren

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      • Thank you so much Lauren; I truly appreciate you and all that you have done for the poetry community 🫶🏾 Omg I made it in the newsletter thank you thank you 🙏🏾

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  • Linda Longenecker shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 weeks ago

    Morning Joys

    The beauty of a sunrise that melts into our brain
    and colors the rest of our day

    The sound of music rising within, expanding our heart
    with feelings and emotions we can’t even name

    The exuberant jumping around the room we call
    dancing when no one else is home

    The love in the smile of a friend that fills you
    with certainty and makes you feel safe

    The absolute wonder and magic of the act of
    breathing that keeps us alive

    The realization that you really do have enough
    and could help someone who doesn’t

    The power in each of us to make our world better
    as we walk into our day with gratitude and joy

    Linda

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    • Greetings, a beautiful celebration of life’s simple joys like sunrise, music, and friendship, inspiring gratitude and positivity. A reminder for us to appreciate the little things and make a positive impact on their world. Bravo!

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  • You Never Forget

    You never forget how someone treated you when you were weak, vulnerable, and afraid.

    You never forget how someone treated you…

    You never forget the one time that you wanted to be acknowledged and you weren’t

    You never forget when you went the extra mile and they didn’t

    You never forget…

    You never forget all the times you stressed and struggled a lone—but with God you kept taking steps forward and saw your way through your storm to brighter days.

    You never forget the moment that you realized you were loving others more than they loved you.

    You never forget the day you realized it was never team us—but you were always about team you.

    You never forget…
    You never forget…
    Some things you just never forget…

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  • Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 weeks, 1 days ago

    Sick and Tired

    That’s it!
    I’m done!
    It’s over!
    You won!

    I’m tired of fighting!
    I’m tired of losing!
    I’m tired of running!
    I’m tired of using!

    I’m sick of the lies!
    I’m sick of this plug!
    I’m sick of not sleeping!
    I’m sick of these drugs!

    Something has to give!
    Something has to break!
    Something has to change!
    Before it’s too late!

    I know I can do this,
    I just have to try!
    I know that it’s in me,
    I don’t want to die!

    I’ll do what I have to,
    just tell me the way!
    I need your help,
    and I need it today!

    If I wait til tomorrow,
    I know I won’t last!
    These demons inside me,
    are pulling me back!

    So God, if you’re there,
    can you do it again?
    Say “Let there be light,
    inside of this man!”

    You’re all that I have,
    and all that I need.
    So please, Lord, help me…
    I’m down on my knees.

    Matthew L Jablonsky

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