I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]
Ask me how Iām doingand Iāll say āfineā, notbecause Iām actually fine,but because āfineā is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my āfineā. Iād berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]
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One Woman's Quest II 
I love that last verse, that is how I feel, outside the lines suits me better.
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You do it well, too! Thanks.
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Thank you VJ
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I like this. Outside the lines…so much more interesting. Bending them when needed.
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Thanks – flexibility essential,
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Outside the lines is where our creativity comes from and yours is brilliant! ā¤
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Thank you! You always make my day.
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As you always make mine sharing your beautiful heart and photography in your posts! ā¤
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You have some absolutely marvelous lines. š š
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Ha ha – thanks.
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Outside the lines makes for interesting poetry!
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Absolutely!
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