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They all land softly… The breeze through the willow The rain in the forest The tears on my pillow.

K. Mckee

We are all poets, how we choose to express it- now that is how we are beautifully unique.
K. MCKEE

Beautiful Poet Unique
Somedays she knows love other days, heartache but each day she is strong.
K. MCKEE

Day Heartache Herself Love Strong Women Empowerment
How are we supposed to understand the unknown when we can’t even understand the people around us everyday.
K. MCKEE

Around Everyday People Understand Unknown
Be mindful of dreams they make the numb feel again and the broken love again.
K. MCKEE

Broken Dreams Feel Love Mindf Numb One Liner
I love when people look at us like we’re crazy It’s almost as if they think being normal is more fun.
K. MCKEE

Almost Crazy Fun Love Normal People
Sometimes, we must take risks, don’t lie awake one day when you are 80 years old wondering what if…
K. MCKEE

Life Regret Wonder Yourself
A woman came from a man’s rib not from his feet to be below him not from his head to be above him, But from his side to be equal to him from his heart to be loved by him.
K. MCKEE

Equal Feet Head Heart Herself Himself Love Man Rib Woman
Miracles don’t exist it’s just the good deeds that pile up, the warm smiles and love. Eventually, all of it overflows and creates what appears to be a miracle.
K. MCKEE

Create Deed Deep Exist Good Love Miracle Smile Warm
So I will call upon your name and keep my eyes above the waves when oceans rise my soul rests in your embrace.
K. MCKEE

Embrace Eyes Name Ocean Rise Soul Wave Yourself
Who would ever believe me If I say you were in my dream & that I came to change what I saw there… Because you looked so sad in it.
K. MCKEE

Believe Change Dream Sad Yourself
Every beautiful story ends let mine end with you.
K. MCKEE

Beautiful End Love Myself Relationship Story Yourself
Memory, Sweet and deadly Broken and lovely Loved and lonely.
K. MCKEE

Break Death Lonely Love Memories Sweet
Being humble isn’t thinking less of yourself, its thinking of yourself less.
K. MCKEE

Deep Humble Less Myself One Liner Think Yourself
When we search for what we want. Why do we always forget what we have?
K. MCKEE

Always Deep Forget One Liner Search
They all land softly… The breeze through the willow The rain in the forest The tears on my pillow.
K. MCKEE

Breeze Forest Land Pillow Rain Soft Tear Willow
Light a matchstick and watch its shadow on the wall… Did you know a flame has no shadow? Light has no shadow.
K. MCKEE

Flame Light Matchstick Shadow Wall

They all land softly… The breeze through the willow The rain in the forest The tears on my pillow.

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