Ellie Brenda Dawn Eversole-Robinson
@lilpengling.bsky.social
Lover of life 💜 | Married to my beautiful Becca | Dreamer & doer | Always seeking joy, even in tough times | Sharing moments of love, laughter, and inspiration through poetry | Here to uplift and connect 🌟🐧
For even in shadows, where the heart feels confined,
There’s strength in the struggle, a resilience to find.
With each step I take through the murk and the haze,
I’ll weave through the darkness and learn to embrace.
There’s strength in the struggle, a resilience to find.
With each step I take through the murk and the haze,
I’ll weave through the darkness and learn to embrace.
March 21, 2025 at 5:26 PM
For even in shadows, where the heart feels confined,
There’s strength in the struggle, a resilience to find.
With each step I take through the murk and the haze,
I’ll weave through the darkness and learn to embrace.
There’s strength in the struggle, a resilience to find.
With each step I take through the murk and the haze,
I’ll weave through the darkness and learn to embrace.
The clock ticks in rhythm, but time feels so slow,
A tide that keeps rising, where I’m lost in the flow.
Yet in this dark maze, I search for a thread,
A flicker of hope, where the light might be shed.
A tide that keeps rising, where I’m lost in the flow.
Yet in this dark maze, I search for a thread,
A flicker of hope, where the light might be shed.
March 21, 2025 at 5:26 PM
The clock ticks in rhythm, but time feels so slow,
A tide that keeps rising, where I’m lost in the flow.
Yet in this dark maze, I search for a thread,
A flicker of hope, where the light might be shed.
A tide that keeps rising, where I’m lost in the flow.
Yet in this dark maze, I search for a thread,
A flicker of hope, where the light might be shed.
It dances like smoke, elusive and sly,
A weight on my chest as the moments pass by.
With each fleeting smile, it pulls at my seams,
A jigsaw of sorrow, unraveling dreams.
A weight on my chest as the moments pass by.
With each fleeting smile, it pulls at my seams,
A jigsaw of sorrow, unraveling dreams.
March 21, 2025 at 5:25 PM
It dances like smoke, elusive and sly,
A weight on my chest as the moments pass by.
With each fleeting smile, it pulls at my seams,
A jigsaw of sorrow, unraveling dreams.
A weight on my chest as the moments pass by.
With each fleeting smile, it pulls at my seams,
A jigsaw of sorrow, unraveling dreams.
I love you too 💜💜💜
January 14, 2025 at 3:47 PM
I love you too 💜💜💜
Yes. Yes it is. 💜💜💜
January 14, 2025 at 3:23 PM
Yes. Yes it is. 💜💜💜