I’m Her. She’s Me.

When I close my eyes,
a smile appears on my lips
I watch visions of a woman thriving, and I’m her. She’s me, and it’s soothing.
She’s scurrying from one task to the next,
I giggle because ten years ago, she’d never –
Clean corrosion off a battery,
while bread rises and raking leaves
in-between.

Sunday morning hair and makeup still sits where it was placed, dress hung back up and worship was great, closed up the church, now a warm sweatshirt hugs my skin,
boots on,
and my wranglers secured – I remember when…

Weatherproof the outdoor water spouts, and add additive to the leaf blower while squealing over spiders and a baby possum getting too close.
Where does time go?

Windows open allow the air to clean, the house has been awake for hours, the joys of November’s sixty degrees.

Bills are paid , money left over – room to breathe – who do I bless or what’s the need?

I hear a Blue jay trying to prove a point in the tree to the south. Memories are sweet, and I pray you’re proud.

Yet, the mower sits and I think of him – countless ways he offered to help. Seasons of growth and pain. Funny how life gives and takes away.

Life seems simpler now, even on days when struggle hits.
I keep praying God reveals what’s next, as I putter along, enjoying every breath.

7 thoughts on “I’m Her. She’s Me.

  1. Wow, Audacious… you write about the simple beauty of life so well. It’s uplifting, but I should never underestimate the power that rests inside your restless heart. One line that quickened my heart: “I watch visions of a woman thriving, and I’m her. She’s me, and it’s soothing.” It makes me also sit back and think how this is the strength I see in the people I love and care for in life ~ always moving forward with a purpose 🤠! I wish you and your family a wonderful holiday season and an incredible year around the bend. Be well, my poetess.

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    • Hi, Cowboy! It’s been soooo long. Mostly, my fault, I agree. 😉
      Thank you for seeing strength and those you hold dear within my poetry. I’ve began the new year truly embracing what life has in-store for me – all of us. We have so much potential inside of us, my Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire. I pray you are well and your holiday safe and full of love. Be kind to yourself, Sir. And safe travels, as you take me along, to widen my horizons. I need a good thought-provoking musing. Inspire me, dear Dalo. Hugs ♡

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