Happy Thanks and Giving! and Thanks to Kadete!

As I try to become a better blogger I've been reading other people's blogs and I am honored that someone who's blogs have fascinated me was willing to do a guest post here. Since I've been short on time as a new mom I am seeking out guest bloggers to keep up with the messages of inspiration and keep my blog active with interesting posts stories and advice. Kadete has honored me with the poem and message below! For more here's a link to Kadete's blog

https://dwkadete.blogspot.com

In this life sometimes it’s hard to appreciate what makes us happy.It is also not easy to appreciate what we feel inside and let it out.It is our nature, it’s every one’s natural way of self expression.Conquer that fear,free yourself.Let your energy out.

Here is an amazing poem to remind you of your natural beauty inside you and outside in nature.

TRUST IN THE NATURE OF YOUR SMILE

It’s beautiful outside,but sad inside,

It’s tears in the eyes but nature is happy inside,

It’s hot outside, thirsty inside,

How much does it take to trust yourself?

How much does it take to smile?

When you smile in the darkness,

You laugh in the middle of the night,

Why then?

You do turn mute and dumb in the broad daylight,

You do turn your back on your nature,

Do you hide in your tears?

Do you hide in darkness?

It’s your day in the middle of the night,

It’s your light in the middle of the night,

Do you smile in imagination?

Do you see yourself in the smile of the sun?

Do you see your image in the stars?

Do you believe in the smile of the moon?

Who do you wanna miss in the smile?

Whom do you wanna laugh with in the smile?

Smile back at the smiling flower,

Smile with the lightning,

Smile back to life.

https://dwkadete.blogspot.com

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