Just Never Fails

Men of the world may let you down,

Women may let you down,

Your sister may let you down,

Your brother may let you down,

Brother though I have a lot of love for him.

Aunts may let you down,

Your uncle may let you down,

Your niece may let you down,

Your nephew may let you down,

Even your daughter and son may let you down,

But people,

Are not reliable,

Put your Faith in God, He will never let you down.

He’s reliable,

Cinda Blanchard

New Friends

Friends are not limited

They come and they go.

With either plenty or just having one

Either way

Should be good enough

Plenty is awesome

With just only having one too is cool too

However,

Never, think….

Too fast,

A moment before your eyes

Could change your life forever.

Friends come and go

Friends are not limited too entitled too

One real solid one is all you need.

Holding grudges aren’t Healthy

Dedicated to My MOMMIE I.B.

By: Cinda Blanchard

Freedom

Buying things can be therapeutic,

Therapeutic therapy comes in many ways,

See mines is not so bad,

After all

I do like buying things,

Yes things in deed.

It can be soothing,

It can be pampering,

It can relaxing,

It can be enjoyable.

Yes, it is to me.

Freedom

Escaping from this world,

Your mind is off of things.

God makes me at peace.

Freedom

Buying things can be therapeutic,

Therapeutic therapy comes in many ways,

See mines is not so bad,

After all

I do like buying things,

Yes things in deed.

It can be soothing,

It can be pampering,

It can relaxing,

It can be enjoyable.

Yes, it is to me.

Freedom

Escaping from this world,

Your mind is off of things.

God makes me at peace.

Introduction

When I was in the third grade, a little girl I was i thought to myself one day I would like to write a book. I begin to have interest in writing. At the Elementary School I attended back in Louisiana there would be Poetry Writing Contest events in which I’d entered into. As I grew older I began to write short stories then I thought when I grow up I want to write a book. I began a journal, in which, I held for, four years then one day out of nowhere I waited, for the trash to run and threw my Journal in the trash, but ripped paper, fresh from my room walls filled with lots of pain, hurt, and depression. Still, today as I write from random thoughts, things, or events happening are fresh writings that come to my heart lead by pain that has been changed into LOVE.

This pandemic thing about Covid-19 going on changed along of things for me.

I began to hear about blogging so I decided to look into taking a blogging course i was very interested after taking it, also, I thought it would be a pretty good way to expose my writings for other people to enjoy.

To my on coming audience who will enjoy my readings i Thank you, I love you and appreciate you already. It would not be so without you all. Please leave your thoughts and comments below. I will respond to you all. Thanks again and lots of love.

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