Snowday

Its cold outside and undeniably beautiful
The streets are paved with purity
A single snapshot is simply not enough

The fireplace is lit and your arms are my blanket
I'm stuck inside, unable to drive and yet this is the way I like it

My prayers go up to those who are not experiencing this very moment
The soundtrack of children playing outside is majestic
At this point the sunshine is my worthy opponent

No school, no work,
Just us in your favorite sports sweatshirt
So I gues this snowday is really all about you.
The snow itself just happens to be a perk.

The LIST

I wrote down all the things I wanted in a mate
I put the list under my mattress and began to wait
That list became my guide whenever I went out on dates
Check, Check, Check I would instantly compare and contrast
Making sure there were no questions I would forget to ask
I knew what I wanted for the future because of things that didn't quite work out in the past
I was so careful to follow the list because in my mind the list kept me on track
Some people would tell me to relax my standards or simply forget about the list because the only person qualified to meet every detail was Jesus
Taking all of this into consideration I did not throw the list away but I made a decision to have fun and trust
That God loves me enough to send me someone after his own heart
While the list is a start
I learned not to allow it to solely become the art of dating
Dating is fun
Without the pressure of classifying everyone as "the one"
Because you build something that stands at the focal point of any healthy relationship:
Friendship--an often overlooked bond.



(This poem was written based off my upcoming book....Soon to be published. Look out world!!!!!).

Open Book

When I was little I used to ask God to make my emotions like a light switch
That way I could easily turn my emotions off and on at my own discretion
I knew God to be real but I felt like I needed additional protection

Survival became my truest intimacy
Never had to seek vengeance because no one ever got that close to me
One could say I mastered consistency

I often wondered why people cry over certain things
After all,didn't someone once say "nothing is as bad as it seems"
Those old cliches really know how to sell dreams

I was once so afraid of happiness It became easier to just accepts sadness
Then I finally realized it wasn't my DNA that made me who I was but rather I was a product of all the things I had confessed.

 Consequently, the end of a story is only appreciated after one has truly understood its beginning
I am still in the middle of my story so like you I am reading in search of an satisfying ending

Thank You;)

I want to tell you I love you but I am not sure how you would respond
So many times I wanted to call and say thank you because you are the reason I am able to say I won

You are a great teacher
I can truly attest
So carefully crafted, genuinely sincere and nothing short of the best
I must confess
You must have majored in love because all of my old habits have been unplugged
I don't have to look any further because you knew exactly what I needed
My very own love retreat

So many questions I want to ask?
How did you teach that?
How long did it take to learn?
Can you help my friends overcome there concerns?

Not many people will give you the credit you deserve
But I know the reason why I was preserved
So therefore, it is with much gratitude I work up the nerve
To write you this simple letter

I owe you and I know you are probably wondering why
Well, its because your ex has captured more than my eye.