shaliaha78's Letters
I am a desert flower.
I bud and bloom in the dryest and darkest of places.
I will find a way.
I thrive in cold or extreme heat.
No sun damage for something so sweet.
The moon illuminates the obstacles in my way.
He was always keeping me in check.
I no longer flirt with death.
In the solitude is where I am blessed.
All my colors bleed into your…read more
The past still haunts me when I pull into certain places. I can still feel your grip. I thought I made amends with it, but it still makes itself known as a horrible nightmare that won’t go away. It’s been seven years now and it can still make me cry. You probably don’t even remember.
I had been running errands all day and had to stop and u…read more
Why can’t I love him?
He makes me all tingly in the morning leaving me begging for more.
Why can’t I love him?
His Cheshier smiles draw me in and hypnotizes me.
Why can’t I love the way he kisses me?
As if my kisses alone are the fountains of youth to my soul.
Why can’t I love the way he speaks?
With that accent that leaves me like putty in his…read more
Today I was driving rushing and running on my 30-munitue lunch break. Hurring to get back to work to eat my fried shrimp and for a moment I thought I saw you. For the first time I didn’t get scared. Anxiety didn’t run the show, and I didn’t have to stop my mind from going down that rabbit hole. Instead, I parked the car smiled to myself the b…read more
A poem written to my first grandson Finnely Moon.
The day the moon stood still.
The world stopped spinning you put me under a spell.
Watching you sleep brings me such peace.
I never thought I would experience this moment and have such peace.
Here cradled in my arms how you feel so small.
But you control the oceans, light, and time.
How mighty…read more
I was visited by love today. She showed up out of the blue, like a familiar face that I never knew. She said, Anna, is that you? I replied, yes, love, it’s me. With the biggest smile on her face, I was held in love’s embrace, like the clouds over the moon. A rush of heat went through my body like a fever coming through. I softly whispered, thank…read more