Daily Prompt: Conveyor

Like a conveyor your always communicating something to everyone and it seems like everyone is always in a better mood after talking to you.

It’s like being a child again and the things in life that are more difficult now were so simple than.

Now more people depend on you and you start to want to do better not just for yourself but for others.

You start to communicating more  positive things just to get through the days when nothing seems to be going right for you.

The things you says always transport some laughter throughout someone’s day.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Conveyor

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Rain

100 Word Wednesday: Week 56

Image by Matthew Henry

Rain you wash away the sorrows of my day, I feel the weight lifted off of me as I walk down the street with no care in the world. 

Everything so wet and puddles are all around that stepping around them is being hard but, like life there is always a way around them. 

But, today I have nowhere to go and I have time to splash in some puddles and just let everything else fade away as I enjoy my time in the rain with my head back and rain dripping down my face. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Rain

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Daily Prompt: Cavity

Like a cavity in someone’s mouth you are so hollow sometimes

I feel like talking to you is like a deep water well.

It takes way too long for you to acknowledge what I have said and sometimes I think you do it on purpose.

Just so that you can have the last word or for the sole purpose that you are left alone.

You don’t really care for talking or listening to others but, yet you want me to come around and tell you all I have to say.

Someday I don’t want to come around but, then you send me a nice text and my hope that you finally see the truth is quickly shattered around me when I work through your door.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Cavity

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Daily Prompt: Stifle

I had to stifled a laugh as the customer said some ridiculous things in front of me as I rung them up that day.

I had to keep it professional as they argued with their child in front of their grandmother.

I didn’t think it was going to end as they just going on and on, but soon I was done ringing them up and as they paid and grabbed their bags.

I just couldn’t believe what I just witnessed, somethings are better done in private and kept out of sight of others.

For those awkward moments when I had nothing to say but had to stand there and listen to something that didn’t need me to hear.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Stifle

Holding on

to just the hope that you will guide me out of this hell

that you will help me find my way again.

For the darkness of today will not be the darkness of tomorrow

the words flowing from you mouth will not be forgotten today and tomorrow I will still ponder over them.

Holding on for your strength, your love, your protection my lord for no one can provide that for me than you.

You get me through the things that make me want to pull my hair out

You’re the one that makes me stop and think before I say something I may regret

The reason my patience isn’t as thin as it used to be, the reason my truth is out there for all eyes to see.

The reason I am always on alert mode, watching the actions of others and making sure I’m not following in their footsteps.

You’re the reason I breathe another day and wake up being grateful for the people in my life.

The reason I am as quiet as I am for my voice should only be used to cause good and not bring more bad into the world.

I know I am not perfect and that no one is and each day we all go through something and at times we want to be in their shoes for on the outside it all looks so good.

But, yet on the inside things may not be in the place you are when you are just being you, the person you know inside and out.

Shine because he wants you too not because someone else thinks or believes you are more than you are.

You know who has the answers and who doesn’t and maybe one day you will see you as he sees you.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes