Choice of choices

      The oddity of the feelings inside me right now.
To burst out of the mold built. Just once to say I did it.
Hmm. To talk as I have always wanted to talk. To
say all that is laying deep within me.

       Ah the bursting of fireworks from head to toe.
Such giddiness. Almost to point of silliness. However
would I be me if I were not quirky?

      Feeling the words quietly commanding me to have
this vibrant voice today. Jehovah you have given
me joy wherein lies the concern of a friend. I thank
you kindly.

     The sad emptiness is laying low so the happiness
can shine. The friend I hope sees will come to respond.
Still I find that in my hopes may not coincide with
his or hers. Still it is my unwavering hope and faith
that whatever choices do, still, include me.

      How? What manner? Not sure. I may seem greedy
at moments or self centered for a day but I am
allowed those moments in great sparing times.

     So my friend, my dear friend I pray that wherever
you are, the travels of the day releases you from any
mistakes you may turn to. I hope that a positive
influence, Jehovah, guides you and whatever is
weighing within you breaks free.

     A missed friend indeed. A choice of choices. I
made mine. Have you?