If it takes the wounds of a cherished friend to teach me more of my Savior, then I welcome them in spite of their pain.
Fickle Sanctuary
Please let me stay here Don’t make me go HE is out there
Look Not on the Thorns
Our friendship includes pain Not unexpected, But the pricks are small compared to all We add to one another.
Loving Difficult People
What if you made it to the end of your life having loved only those who loved you back?
Going My Way?
When first we met, My sight was set: I knew where I was bound. You said your aim Was quite the same, And pretty soon I found...
Trapped
Enticed I followed eagerly Flattered that he took notice Beguiled by empty promises
the remedy
SHE HOPES FOR MORE
I used to feel alone in this, but now I know other women feel the same way. I used to be discouraged, but now I know an inner peace that gives me an identity independent of the opinions of others.
—-MEMORIES OF THE PAST—-
By Charles Robert Lindholm
she’s so loving
and yet unloved
so caring
though she’s neglected
she’s giving
but never given to
a beautiful lady
who lives life unadmired
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Dark Side of the Moon 
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