Real Love
Untie the Knots
Dear God:
Please untie the knots
that are in my mind,
my heart and my life.
Remove the have nots,
the can nots and the do nots
that I have in my mind.
Erase the will nots,
may nots,
might nots that may find
a home in my heart.
Release me from the could nots,
would nots and
should nots that obstruct my life.
And most of all,
Dear God,
I ask that you remove from my mind,
my heart and my life all of the ‘am nots’
that I have allowed to hold me back,
especially the thought
that I am not good enough.
AMEN
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Patricia Bell is an Arizonian, who has traveled much of the world. Growing up a military brat and joining the Navy at the age of eighteen has allowed her to experience the world. She’s served on mission trips to Uganda, Africa and it has greatly changed her perspective on life.
She has since settled down and now writes YA and Mystery Novels. She is an avid reader of Christian fiction of any kind, and sometimes dabbles into the unknown worlds of Stephen King, J.K. Rowling, and John Grisham.
Patricia is married to the love of her life and has three grown children. Years of raising her teenagers has given her plenty of experience in the YA realm. As a matter of fact, if you read her stories, you may glimpse some of their characteristics within.
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Committed
COMMITTED
No matter how hard I blow
Into the winter air
You are no longer by my side
Acting as my guide
I’m alone and petrified
Only my heart remembers you
I search for warmth
Between cold sheets
Alone in our bed
But nights haunt me
Antagonizes
Dares me to sleep
Everything around me
Rekindles thoughts of you
Unworn shoes, neckties
A razor unremoved
I really shouldn’t
But can’t help it
I dream day and night
Of massive hands
Curly strands
Warm smiles and
Snappy styles
Woodsy balm
Clasped palms
A stubbled face, indeed
A rat-a-tat-tat
For home repairs
You always in the lead
Funny how I still see you
Rolled up tight
In our linen, me naked and
Snuggling in the night
I keep hoping any day now
You’ll come ‘round the bend
To kiss me, squeeze me, fondle me
Until I have no wind
I want to feel
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