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~~~Forgotten~~~ « My Rambling Muse
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My Words My Passion. Sometimes things are forgotten. Returning a phone call, picking up. Something from the store and so on. But a person should not be on that list. They are not something that can be replaced,. Or picked up later on an errand. What you may have forgotten could be a celebration. You are not a part of no matter how many times. You watch the video or look at the pictures. That moment is lost. What you have forgotten could haunt you the. Rest of your life, being unable to say goodbye,.
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My Words My Passion. Newer posts →. Fire crackles as the flames. Burn from end to end. The wood is like my heart it is. Solid then begins to crumble. Apart and soon ashes are the. You should have taken better care. Of the fire that burst with love. The past becomes a slideshow in our minds. We can pause and relive that moment. Or slowly let it run through our heart again. The past is a journal where the ink. Has faded and the paper has yellowed. But we can pick them up and re read. Don’t Forget Me. The o...
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February « 2014 « My Rambling Muse
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My Words My Passion. Monthly Archives: February 2014. Oh look, at that? Looking down, he whispers I know your adorable and cute,. But I run this pack and if you. Want to be alpha 1 day you’ve got to listen. I maybe tough at times, but that is what. Makes a great leader. Look your mother’s coming, so let’s keep this between us. Clears throat, ok recruit paws on the ground. Head held high, show them what you’ve got, bends down and whispers. By the way your cute and adorable. Because you are mine!
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His Love « My Rambling Muse
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My Words My Passion. His love just slipped. Our love no longer intertwined. My hands grow cold, your. Warmth no longer shelters me. This entry was posted in Writing. We Were Kids →. 2 comments on “ His Love. May 18, 2015 at 4:07 am. Says so much deep write. Liked by 1 person. May 18, 2015 at 10:09 pm. I like the make-over, Kimber! And lovely words and photos. Liked by 1 person. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Of life she writes.
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My Words My Passion. Monthly Archives: May 2015. His love just slipped. Our love no longer intertwined. My hands grow cold, your. Warmth no longer shelters me. To some its just and old building. In desperate need of repair. I see an old soul. Who has weathered whatever. Was thrown its way. Hope, promises, love and grieve. Has passed through this building. Down that aisle and have made it. To the other side. This will be a place of peace,. Love and hope once again. This is their home of memories. For putt...
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September « 2013 « My Rambling Muse
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My Words My Passion. Monthly Archives: September 2013. What happened to Hey, How’s it going? Or Don’t forget it will always be! Maybe they got lost between. I’m not sure, I don’t care, it’s far. The emptiness swirls like. Dust in the desert. The look of the eyes. The anticipation of the kiss. The feel of his breath. Time seems to stand still. See yourself staring at them through the glass. They don’t see you. That is how powerful the touch. That shouldn’t be is. Follow Blog via Email. Of life she writes.
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The Hug « My Rambling Muse
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My Words My Passion. I sit in this place. My wings outstretched waiting. I listen there is silence and so I wait. I wrap my arms tightly around. My body, it is cold and dark now. My wings stay outstretched for when. They wrap around me I know. The hugs will be no more. This entry was posted in Writing. One comment on “ The Hug. May 18, 2015 at 4:11 am. Yes they are hugs give tender loving strength. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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March « 2014 « My Rambling Muse
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My Words My Passion. Monthly Archives: March 2014. Me, Myself and I. Is what I have to do to heal my. Inner soul and heart, because its. To fragile to go on as it. Raw emotions are seeping out and getting tangled. Up in everything going on around me. I need to get off this crazy ride. I feel like I’m on and just sit, watch, relax. And heal the most important thing Me. So that I can enjoy this Life. We only get one chance at. Has always been my invisible playmate. No one could ever see. And the truth begi...
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December « 2013 « My Rambling Muse
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My Words My Passion. Monthly Archives: December 2013. There is a pencil thin line that. Runs between the dark side. Of here and now. At times parts of it seem erased. Letting the darkness seep. Into the cracks and crevices. The road traveled sometimes is long and quiet, so you have time to. Think and reflect on things past. The road traveled can be lonely, but your the one pushing forward and. Every step makes you stronger and a little closer. The road traveled has stops along the way some are areas.
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