"A sip of grace in a whiskey filled teacup.”

 

(Verse 1) A sip of grace in a whiskey-filled teacup, I ponder paths untrodden, dreams held up. What if life’s compass had spun another way? Would I be the same, or a different display?

 

(Pre-Chorus) That little girl, innocence ablaze, Her instincts whispered secrets, lit the maze. But hindsight’s lens reveals a shifting view, The wisdom gained from choices old and new.

 

(Chorus) Abiding by society’s silent decree, My truth waited, patient, for no company. Trust in self, a gift bestowed in youth, A compass pointing toward courage and truth.

 

(Verse 2) Reflections run deep, introspection’s tide, “What ifs” ripple across life’s canvas wide. Each experience etched, every decision sown, Shaping resilience, strength firmly grown.

 

(Bridge) Admirable, they say, my childlike trust, A skill rare and potent, a diamond in the dust. Lessons learned, scars embraced, I stand tall, In the symphony of existence, I find my call.

 

(Chorus) Abiding by society’s silent decree, My truth waited, patient, for no company. Trust in self, a gift bestowed in youth, A compass pointing toward courage and truth.

 

(Outro) My story, a tapestry woven with care, Uniquely mine, threads of hope and despair. Guided by whispers from that little girl’s heart, I’ll keep writing, keep trusting, as life imparts.

 

“A Sip of Grace” (Verse 3)

 

(Verse 3) In the quiet of night, where shadows blend, I sip memories—bittersweet, yet they mend. Alternate paths whisper, like winds through the pines, Each choice a constellation, a map of lifelines.

 

(Pre-Chorus) The little girl within me, still wide-eyed, Her courage, my compass, forever my guide. She danced with stars, painted skies with dreams, Igniting hope’s lanterns along life’s streams.

 

(Chorus) Abiding by society’s silent decree, My truth waited, patient, for no company. Trust in self, a gift bestowed in youth, A compass pointing toward courage and truth.

 

(Outro) And so the melody unfolds, note by note, In this symphony of existence, we emote. With grace in our veins, we write our refrain, For every path taken, a story to sustain.

 

“A Sip of Grace” (Bridge)

 

(Bridge) Between the lines of fate and happenstance, I find solace in the dance of circumstance. The teacup, once fragile, now holds resilience, A vessel for memories, both sweet and intense.

 

In this liminal space, where past meets now, I raise my glass to the girl who knew how to trust her heart’s compass, follow its song, Even when the world whispered, “You don’t belong.”

 

(Chorus) Abiding by society’s silent decree, My truth waited, patient, for no company. Trust in self, a gift bestowed in youth, A compass pointing toward courage and truth.

 

(Outro) And so the melody unfolds, note by note, In this symphony of existence, we emote. With grace in our veins, we write our refrain, For every path taken, a story to sustain.

 

“A Sip of Grace” (Final Chorus)

 

(Chorus) Abiding by society’s silent decree, My truth waited, patient, for no company. Trust in self, a gift bestowed in youth, A compass pointing toward courage and truth.

 

(Chorus) In the echoes of what might have been, I find solace—a whispered amen. Grace in every sip, resilience in each tear, Life’s symphony plays on, year after year.

 

(Outro) And so the melody unfolds, note by note, In this grand theater of existence, we emote. With grace in our veins, we write our refrain, For every path taken, a story to sustain.

Moonlight photo taken by Karen K Holsinger

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“Embracing Life’s Journey: Love, Strength, and Future Dreams”

The love that I have had throughout my life,

Will forever remind me to be brave.

The sadness, tears and sorrows I have endured,

Are moments forever etched in ways I cannot convey.

 

It’s time to fly and be free like the winds,

Nature is calling me as the rain washed away my fears.

The strength I have to stand and fight for what I believe in,

Calms my heart and keeps it in a space of stillness.

 

Adventures await along roads not yet explored,

Joy fills my soul with bright light with the words flowing by my fingertips.

Believing in the future dreams that await,

Freedom, peace, laughter and now forever living in the moment.

Photo taken by Karen K Holsinger

Photo taken by Karen K Holsinger