Heart & Soul

Hope everyone had a fantastic holiday today (if you celebrate it) I know I did. My beautiful little Dancer was so excited running from house to house. And its amazing getting to live these moments with her. She makes me feel so alive and like anything is possible. On that note,I write this for my beautiful daughters.

The excitement in her eyes,
As pure innocence takes over,
Is like a superhero's shield,
Against this worlds harsh realities.
Her smile so genuine,
and eyes so full of life.
You can nearly read her story in them.
She doesn't judge,
Never doubts,
Only believes passionately with all her heart and soul,
In this very moment.
She's not worried about
What tomorrow brings.
Only happy about what today is made of.
And when I'm with her,
Its made up of living to the fullest,
Loving with all I am,
And wishing like we'll never run out of stars.
I'm a better me,
Just in her presence alone.
She is my life,
My beating heart,
my everything.
She calls me mommy.

What Am I?

Hey everyone,
Sorry I haven't posted the usual Guess It poems for a bit, its been a crazy week!! But good news, I'm back on track and here's todays!!

You push my buttons.
Its my job,
Though I never find it annoying.
I know just how to turn it on.
I love to go up and down,
Though I can be a mute at times.
It may seem I'm always getting lost,
But I just like to sit,
In the last place you look.
I can be fancy,
Or plain as can be.
Either way,
I live to serve.
My best friends,
Give me a charge!
I only have one pet peeve.
When I fall asleep,
You think you need to bang me
On things,
To wake me up.
You hold the power,
There in your hands.

Guess it: What Am I

Hey everyone! Well we made it to another weekend! Salude! Here's today's guess it poem :) have fun! And sending good good good, good vibrations your way. ( did ya sing the beach boys when you read that??) lol 

~Missy

I can appear anywhere in the world.

In any shape,

Just let your imagination name me.

I've triggered happy innocence and play,

Lying on the grass.

And also, 

Have formed right before,

A path so destructive,

It's hard to fathom.

Lives turned to dust.

Some people can read me, 

Apparently i can't keep a secret.

And you can guess what may happen next.

When I feel too full,

I cry.

Tear drops on the pavement, 

For you to see my heart.

I'm really only noticed,

By those living humbly enough,

To stop their time and take a look.

But if I am not above you,

I'm above someone else.

Some where else.

And I hug mountain tops for joy.

2ND Guess it, Can you??

Here's todays 2ND guess it poem,for missing those few days. Have fun, and can you guess it?? Get you're friends to start guessing with you, and if I get enough people, I may be able to start doing prizes!

I may be left.
I may be right.
I may be loose,
Or held on tight.
I bleed
For your need,
Or perhaps enjoyment.
I vary in size, shape, and type.
If made from a feather,
I'm quite the hype.
IM needed at time of inspiration,
And stall in times of need.
I speak every language.
My best friends,
truly a black page.
Waiting for a story to be told.
I may be single,
Or come in a pack.
I cannot be erased from the life I live.
I'm far too useful for that.
I'm traded,
Bitten on,
And forgotten sometimes.
But beautiful curves
Can be my specialty.

Can you guess it???

Sorry everyone for missing the last two days, its been a crazy week so far, hopefully yours hasn't :) well.....drum roll please.....here is you're guess it today, good luck, this one was a blast to write, I feel its a great lead on.... This is the first of two I'll write today to catch up. Lets see who can get both right!

An attraction,
More like a sweet addiction.
At times,
Too hot to handle.
When it touches my lips,
I'm alive.
This delicious,
Brown silk.
Over my taste buds.
It makes love to me,
In the AM.
But sometimes,
We sneak together in the afternoon.
Wicked,
Pure delight...
Held in my porcelain splender.
But most of all,
I enjoy it,
In a creamy, sweet, threesome...
With me and my NotePad.
Dirty,
Black at times.
as coal.
I ask myself,
Do I stir this?
Or does it me?

Just an Update

Hey everyone!

Hope you all are doing well. Drinking great coffee, making good memories, and banging our heads on the nearest walls in unison because tomorrow is Monday.

LOL

As for I, well things are going much much smoother and many improvements have been made that have allowed me to piece together my sanity once more, and even make progress on writing my book. That's correct, you heard me right! Progress!!! I know, I know a foreign topic to me there for a bit.

My sweet littlest one now goes to bed by 8, sleeps through the night, and her colic has improved immensely!  Thank the stars, no I mean it, if you knew how bad it got, any stars you see right now, thank them for me!

As for my other beautiful little, she now just a small session of "schooling" with me daily, introduction to the alphabet, numbers, shapes, etc....this has helped a bit with her focus. She is still very 3 and so are her tantrums.

Some days I feel I'd pay so much money for a one one meditation session on patience from Yoda to deal with a 3 year old. I can just picture it now,

"Breathe you must. Counting to 3,
Nothing it does"

But anyhoo, the schooling, schedule, and routine have helped us all and with me being able to have time to write (and catch up on The Vampire Diaries, which they just updated on Netflix, booyeah!!) This woman is much happier too!

Hope you all are enjoying the recipes, and guessing game I've been doing!

See you for coffee on the morning!

~ Missy

Can you guess it??

Here's todays Guess It poem. By far my favorite thus far. Can you guess it??

Limitless.
infinite depth,
In is greatest form.
Barely tapped into.
A blank canvas for some,
Waiting for their masterpiece.
A silent instrument for others,
Waiting for its symphony.
Lined paper for many,
With life's daily note taking.
A touch of insanity lingers in most,
Disguised marvelously as humor.
The only way to survive,
This thing called life.
Once you let someone into it,
Their footprints never truly leave.
Occasionally Sending postcards to the
Heart,
As a reminder.
it never sleeps,
And only eats...
When wisdom is served at its best.
And drinks,
When love,
Is the rarest, oldest bottle of wine.
Ready to get intoxicated,
In the depths of another.