Innocent with a heart of gold
Came this blue eyed girl my way
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Wish I could remember the last three lines of the poem he wrote to me so long ago. He who also once told me I am so "precious". Wish I could find him to thank him for his kind words that I still have not forgotten. Never seen such amazing beauty. You know some people have a way with words and words can either heal or destroy. Too often in life they are used to tear down as opposed to encourage and lift one another up.
Some say I need to toughen up, that I'm too sensitive, too nice. Well I say, the world needs less tough, more sensitivity, and more nice. All my life I have tried to have the quote on quote 'thick skin' which seemed to come easier to others. Most of the time I succeed, I think, but I fail and fall under the weight of the cross. I'm not allowed to be human; I'm called to be a saint, and to "suffer for the sins of mankind". To give everyone else what they want first. So get up, keep going I tell myself, persevere, be strong for others, they need you. Need smiling faces, charitable souls, goodness, and love. And remember that saints became saints not because they were perfect, but because they did not give up trying, they got back up no matter how many times they fell.
Let love, justice, mercy, and compassion reign in a world so heavy burdened with the issues of humankind.
P.S. I love you too God and could really use another healing hug.
Love,
the PennyRunner
