We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing. We heap up wealth, not knowing who will spend it. (Psalm 39:6) In this clip, I'm sharing some words of hope for The Broke and The Jones.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

Roses are red, violets are blue, I've shared a message from God to you. xoxo Please check out my Gift Book about love: I Love You -God: Monique, Sharie: 9780692133637: Amazon.com: Books The perfect Valentine's Day gift! Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

The giver (for Berdis) by James BaldwinIf the hope of givingis to love the living,the giver risks madnessin the act of giving.Some such lesson I seemed to seein the faces that surrounded me.Needy and blind, unhopeful, unlifted,what gift would give them the gift to be gifted?The giver is no less adriftthan those who are clamouring for the gift.If they cannot claim it, if it is not there,if their empty fingers beat the empty airand the giver goes down on his knees in prayerknows that all of his giving has been for naughtand that nothing was ever what he thoughtand turns in his guilty bed to stareat the starving multitudes standing thereand rises from bed to curse at heaven,he must yet understand that to whom much is givenmuch will be taken, and justly so:I cannot tell how much I owe.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

On Virtue, By: Phillis Wheatley O thou bright jewel in my aim I striveTo comprehend thee. Thine own words declareWisdom is higher than a fool can reach.I cease to wonder, and no more attemptThine height t’explore, or fathom thy profound.But, O my soul, sink not into despair,Virtue is near thee, and with gentle handWould now embrace thee, hovers o’er thine head.Fain would the heaven-born soul with her converse,Then seek, then court her for her promised bliss.Auspicious queen, thine heavenly pinions spread,And lead celestial Chastity along;Lo! now her sacred retinue descends,Arrayed in glory from the orbs above.Attend me, Virtue, thro’ my youthful years!O leave me not to the false joys of time!But guide my steps to endless life and bliss.Greatness, or Goodness, say what I shall call thee,To give an higher appellation still,Teach me a better strain, a nobler lay,O Thou, enthroned with Cherubs in the realms of day!Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

How does an encounter with the police end in death? A bystanders reply to the reoccurring events.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

Dreams By: Paul Laurence DunbarWhat dreams we have and how they flyLike rosy clouds across the sky;Of wealth, of fame, of sure success,Of love that comes to cheer and bless;And how they wither, how they fade,The waning wealth, the jilting jade —The fame that for a moment gleams,Then flies forever, —dreams, ah —dreams!O burning doubt and long regretO tears with which our eyes are wet,Heart-throbs, heart-aches, the glut of pain,The somber cloud, the bitter rain,You were not of those dreams — ah! well,Your full fruition who can tell?Wealth, fame, and love, ah! love that beamsUpon our souls, all dreams — ah! dreams.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

They say haste makes waste. Think about your actions before you make a mistake. If love is blind, then the future looks grim. I'm shedding some light on an urban legend.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

Caged Bird By Maya Angelou A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of ragehis wings are clipped, and his feet are tied, so he opens his throat to sing.The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown   but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.The free bird thinks of another breezeand the trade winds soft through the sighing treesand the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn and he names the sky his own.But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams   his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream   his wings are clipped and his feet are tied, so he opens his throat to sing.The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown   but longed for still and his tune is heard   on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

Truth has fallen in the streets, yet even if a Lion were prowling, the end would be defeat. This is a lament of some of the latest tragedies.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)

I woke up to an email from the YouTube team stating, "we think it violates our medical misinformation policy," and the rest of the new world order rhetoric. God will not be silenced; big brother has no authority outside of His will. Just move on to another listening ear.Please accept my endless gratitude, I'm tickled pink,You're a gift!Thank you for your time and attention,it's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.Author and Poet (shariewithlove.com)