And even though this may not be a sexy write, one to stir the embers of eroticism, it is one of my favourite written.

...and noticing the threads where company good be the call, just to have a good share and laugh with for, this is the period of year that pulls at our emotions in a different way...from me to u with lots of Sunday love.

Good morning most Beautiful all. x


...how easy we forget...best to remember


Sunday be a day of rest. When loved ones get together to "re-acquaint"
for the week past, did dish its challenges out,most probably not for the heart faint.

Sunday be a day to remember. To share in patience, understanding, time, love...unconditionally of self
for how easy we forget to be human and humane toward others and even toward ourself.

Sunday be a day to know to breath. To inhale...and...exhale no matter the dice for the week cast
for knowing to cry, hear, hope, smile, let go, pray, share and give... for what has happened should stay in the past.

And should one take fore granted a glorious day
as such...Sunday.

Then best one remember there are others that know not where their next morsel of bread may come
when in trouble not having anyone in their corner toward to run
when loneliness creeps into their heart and gnaws
any hope of kindness and support their cruel reality flaws.

We all have our challenges and uncertainties
toward self pity and selfishness propensities
many wallowing in 'drama queen' tendencies
self preservation at all cost our emergencies.

And in the 're-find' of my family on this day
all our gripes and grumbles we know to put away
the smiles the laughs the hugs the jokes do sway
toward the promise of the most blessed of day.

To all.....May your Sunday
know to play
joyous and blessed be its way
on your lips a smile to stay
abundant may it be today.

RB.

Beautiful post, RB.

x x x

Beautiful Claudia

May your Sunday be most fruitful in all things wondrous.

Thank u.

xxx

Cruel reality indeed.

We create our own reality,
in order to cope,
especially when there seems no hope,
Some reach out to the dope,
Others find strength with the Pope,
Many log in here for their daily soap,
It's easy to say to oneself, "Hey,don't mope",
While your own reality says the complete opposite, uttering "nope".

Sometimes we just gotta let go of the rope,
And find renewed strength when others share,
so that just for 1 more day,you tell yourself,
Ok,Imma hang the fuck on,tomorrow may just feel slightly better.

And that's another way I connect with my Higher Energy,when I'm struggling.

Have an amazing week ahead,Purple surfers!

Mr R...

a cruel reality indeed it is,
our own greatest enemy ,allowing the best past us to whizz
the dope
the pope
the soap
to mope...

do we know to take on good advise all in the hope...?

a better day to rise real bright
when the heart beats merry and we know it be right
yet, once more to choose to turn ones back

and... all odds against the self to stack.

I like u Mr R and must say
Do look forward to that day

when u and i can sit down to a convo most interesting
no 't's and c's ' on our share dissenting...

RB.