CowGirlZen


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    The Patient by CowGirlZen

    We both look up at the clock. Our fifteen more minutes is up.

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    Shakespeare in My Mind... by CowGirlZen

    This morning I was thinking of Shakespeare quite a bit. Why? Not sure… but judging came to mind.

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    A Mother's Prayer by CowGirlZen

    Upon bended knee I fell
    To find a peace in a tormented hell
    In disregard for myself or want
    I could not lift my eyes
    Unworthy before the ONE.

    I said in His name to be my guide
    To comf…

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    Soil by CowGirlZen

    People do not discover happiness
    inside expectation and requirement.

    They grow if from their own soils,
    And it cannot thrive on chemicals.

    You must nourish yourself with the whole thing…

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