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English: Wooden door Looking out of the door o...

English: Wooden door Looking out of the door of Freston tower Freston Suffolk a Landmark property opened for Heritage open days 2008 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After the years of storing stress of others and fears of my own.

My doors have open and freed them.

The sadness and emptiness that I held for years,

has been released into Gods hands.

I have opened my doors to a new life.

Accepting what enters with loving anticipation.

I am fulfilled with what I have accomplished.

I trust the future is only mine to make positive.

I welcome it with a open door and will keep it safe from the outside.

Weathered I may become but  my light will always stay warm and kind.

Maintenance of the self-will be a priority no matter how bad the weather gets.

I will show myself as an example of how all insides should look.

I may still make mistakes, but I will learn from them.

My door is open ready and waiting.

My door has opened to a new life

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                     Chasing Butterflies In The Magical Garden

Lizzy returns to her small southern town with no plans of the future. Until she meets Dee, a former high school classmate rumored to talk to the dead. Lizzy and Dee go in search of butterflies in the magical garden we call life and find the lasting power of friendship. Needless to say, the magical garden is where you just might find what you are looking for.

The light of day

Lite Brite at Nuit Blanche 2009, Toronto, Canada.

Lite Brite at Nuit Blanche 2009, Toronto, Canada. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

For I have seen the light of day.

Flickers of energy are here to stay.

I have it now, for I have seen.

Sprinkle of hope, for my soul is clean.

He whispers sweet words to guide me far.

I shall sparkle and twinkle as bright as a star.

Faith and perseverance is what I will strive.

Believe in my heart to keep it alive. 

A tree with branches that touch the ground.

Its roots so deep for that I have found.

Beneath it all is who I have been born.

View the beauty of the rose not the thorn.

It is out there for everyone to inhale.

Soaking it up is all it will in tale.