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A mother’s bravery while breaking…..

For some, today represent the best and worse day of the year. While some gathers and share in the joy of family, others are torn by the lost of a child or a mother. Today, may our hearts be tender to those that are hurt and broken. For those that have no idea what it’s like to have the love of a mother. For mother’s that lost their child, whether it’s to the system or death, we speak their names in love and hope, for a mother’s heart is a loop of unending emotions and they find the strength to be brave even when they are breaking.

Text©️ Paragonwords 4/12/19

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Happy Mother’s Day

For all that we are, all that we’ve been through and all that we’ve accomplished, we celebrate the art, the joys, the heartaches, the tears, the triumph, the blessings and the love of being a mother. Cheers to us💜🌸💛. May we continue in grace and in the truth of God’s Love. ☀️💜🌸 happy Mother’s Day beautiful souls.

©️Paragonwords 2019

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Fragmented

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She wanted more than hollow words and pretty smiles, she wanted the darkness that lived in her mother’s eyes to touched her. She wanted to understand how someone so fragile could carry so much pain tucked away beneath her rib cage. All the damaged years, every lonely nights tells the same story.

She found a way to shine through the pieces of her fragmented soul.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Text© Nikki Sterling @Paragonwords 2015-2019. All rights reserved.

 

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Are You Listening

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The walls are soaked

Dripping out

The pain and prayer

Of a grieving heart

Laughter has died

My lips now quiver

In fear for the future

For my children, children

I pray for the light to stay on

In their hearts

For compassion to guide their hands

Maybe they will make the difference

Where we could not

Maybe they will bridge

The great divide

Maybe they will sealed the rip

That has ripped us apart

A holding of hands

One heart

One nation

One blood

One color

One God

I am still hopeful

Deep down in the silence

Beneath the darkness

A flame still burns

I’ve seen too much

I’ve bear too much

I’ve prayed too much

To give in now

I am painting a rainbow

Over my scars

I am washing the ugliness

From my tongue

I am speaking to the mountain

And the walls and the empty spaces

Receptive souls will hear

The broken heart will hear

Grieving families will hear

The children will hear

The confused and disillusion will hear

They will come

They will listen

For in our bellies

Rooted deep we have an innate

Desire to see change

To feel hopeful

So today,

Come as you are

Hear my voice

Let change begin with me

One voice

One word

Softly spoken

Are you listening?

 

Nikki Moore© All rights reserved 2016