Quiet whispers touched my mind
Where once memories evade
Now sweetly entertain
The songs, remember voices
Singing sweetly no refrain
Quiet whispers of you
Always make me smile
Archive | January 2016
For Belinda~It’s hard to Yippee without B
For Belinda~It’s hard to Yippee without B oh this has to go on pink!
For Belinda
Belinda I have been talking to the purple moon
about how much I love having you in my life
about how much fun we have giggling and being silly
it’s not the same kind of silly with you Belinda!
I love you & miss you! Get well Soon my Yippee Friend
Your friends are sending hugs and prayers for you! ❤
Pixie of the web for B by Richard
Richard will love being a Pinky I just know it! I think for B he’d do anything even B a little pink!
photo by Belinda, poem by Richard, art by MichelleMarie
Will you sing to me by Belinda
Will you sing to me by Belinda
B you don’t have to comment I just wanted some of your words on Pink so JM can find them!
Poem by Belinda @busymindthinking.com
art by MichelleMarie
I love your busy mind!
Lest you think I should forget you Belinda…never will I
Lest you think I should forget you Belinda…never will I/we the pinkies not not never!
Symphony—Poem & photo by Belindabusymindthinking.com
Let me remind you where we’ve been. I first met you @3 a.m., May 2012, I logged on and noticed you online and I said to you You’re awake. You answered back, “I’m here for you, what can I do for you?” You meant it B, every word of it. I know it! So lest you think I should forget you or your words….I saved them for you! I miss you Belinda!
All the following poems & photos are by Belinda @busymindthinking.com
Photo and poem by Belinda @ busymindthinking.com
Photo and poem by Belinda @ busymindthinking.com
Thank You for helping me find my wings~my Belinda talk
Thank You for helping me find my wings~sweet friend Belinda
Art by MichelleMarie
You all know who you are! I want you to know this when I got here I had no idea hanging out on WP on a Friday night could be so much fun!
From my B talk to quote her “Yippee”
all day long she dreamed pink dreams of good things
all day long
she dreamed
pink dreams
of good things
of peace &
goodness
overflowing
all day long
she dreamed
pink dreams
of good things
of peace &
goodness
overflowing
all day long
she dreamed
pink dreams
of good things
of peace &
goodness
overflowing
all day long
she dreamed
pink dreams
of good things
of peace &
goodness
overflowing
Comment surprise from Willowdot 21
December Rose
Sweetly played the soft repose
The November day December rose
Awakened from her slumber life
She looked upon that man of strife
She kindly bid him thinking
If that man would just stop thinking
Then I could leave without goodbye
December hugged herself up tight
She tried she did with all her might
To say the words pushed down just right
She choked them out and wiped her tears
She held them closely even feared
The Mister with that fist of words
She backed out once, then twice
Standing in the door she and softly
Was no more the wife of the mister man
To herself softly she said I think I can
Remembering the girl December rose
Who sang so softly this sweet repose
December Rose is her name
I call her Pinky
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