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Days of Childhood

I remember….

When days were longer and the sun wasn’t as hot

Looking forward to summer and playing all day long

Danced and played in the rain

Running around, sweaty but with a huge smile on my face

Climb trees, scraped my knees

Flew a kite, learned how to ride a bike

Roller blading and falling and getting back up to try again

Yes, I remember those wonderful days

©Maria Michaela

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Dark Day

It was dark and freezing 

I was cold and sneezing 

I stood alone in the rain

I felt every muscle tense with pain

I didn’t run, I didn’t walk, I just stood there

I didn’t give much care

I let it envelope me, for once I found peace

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Running Out

All the miles I ran

I thought at first I couldn’t 

Buy ended up saying, “I can”.
I looked at the behemoth before me

Fear crept inside, swelling 

But I ended up trying, you see.
I ran up the mountain, stumbled, fell then got up

Bruises on my elbows and knees 

But I didn’t stop.
It felt time was running out or maybe it was rushing in

I took a step forward 

And all over again I started to begin.

Posted in original, self / self esteem

Running Late

Everyone is in a hurry, it seems

Daylight fading or running out of schemes.

They dress and doll up, attractive as can be

Gorgeous lips with wonderful locks for every man to see.

They try, they sell, they do cutie stuff and flirt around 

All to be “taken”, taken where? Oh, just around.

They tell me I’m running behind, they all tell me to hurry up

No time to chit chat, no time to stop.
But I’m not running late

I’m not even running 

There may be some disappointments, maybe some hate

But I’ll show them I can be stunning.

On my own.

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Running On Coffee

Tired, weary
Giving up and teary
Running on autopilot, it seems
Wanting to back down, let go of the dreams
Stress is wearing you down
You’re about to break your crown
A sip of coffee, a dash of friends
Running on coffee now, before the day ends