Love you are special
"Love, You Are"
In the quiet whispers of the night,
love, you are a soft, guiding light.
A melody in the heart's sweet song,
in the dance of emotions, you belong.
You are the sunrise, warm and gold,
a timeless story, forever told.
In the gentle breeze's tender caress,
love, you are pure tenderness.
With every heartbeat's rhythmic art,
you're the compass of the wandering heart.
A language spoken, soft and true,
love, you are the morning dew.
In laughter's echo and tears that fall,
you stand strong, the essence of all.
Love, you are, and ever shall be,
the eternal echo in the soul's decree.
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Remembrance of Self-Care
"Remembrance of Self-Care"
In the hush of dawn, a whispered vow,
to nurture the soul, here and now.
Self-care, a gentle, sacred art,
a healing balm for the weary heart.
Amid life's hustle, a pause to breathe,
to cherish oneself, to believe.
Each tender act, a self-love kiss,
an oasis found in moments of bliss.
Candles flicker, soft melodies play,
self-care rituals light the way.
In the mirror's gaze, a knowing smile,
as I embrace self-care, mile by mile.
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Embrace Within
In the mirror's gentle gaze, I see,
a reflection of strength, unconditionally free.
Self-love, a melody that softly plays,
embracing flaws in its tender maze.
A dance with shadows, a radiant light,
finding beauty in the quiet of the night.
For in my essence, a garden grows,
where self-love blooms and confidence flows.
With every heartbeat, a self-affirming song,
a journey of self-discovery, lifelong.
In the embrace of my own grace,
I find love in every curve and trace.
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Harvest of Gratitude
Title: "Harvest of Gratitude"
In the garden of life, gratitude blooms,
a vibrant symphony, dispelling gloom.
Each moment a seed, planted with care,
blooming into joy, beyond compare.
Sunrise whispers tales of grace,
painting the sky, an embrace.
A harvest of thanks, rich and true,
blessings sown, old and new.
Through trials and triumphs, we find,
gratitude, a balm for the mind.
In the tapestry of time, woven and mended,
thankfulness, a thread, splendid.
So let us gather the fruits of today,
grateful hearts in the warm sun's ray.
For in gratitude's garden, we find,
a richness that transcends the grind.
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2024 Is My Year
2024 is definitely going to be my year. I’ve never said this before so that’s how I know it to be true. I will have everything that I deserve and more because I’ve worked so hard in these past three years to get where I am and I am grateful, so watch out 2024
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Whispers of Solitude
In the quiet of my solitude,
a symphony of silence unfolds.
Whispers dance in the shadows,
a serene tale waiting to be told.
Embraced by the stillness,
I find solace in the hush,
where thoughts echo gently,
like a gentle, tranquil rush.
Alone, yet not lonely,
I commune with my inner sea,
waves of introspection,
lapping shores of mystery.
A canvas of contemplation,
painted with the palette of time,
solitude, a precious companion,
in its silence, a sublime rhyme
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