You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
My life is a tapestry, woven with fire,
Threads of love, duty, and endless desire.
Not one to wait, nor stand aside,
I live my passion, my heart, my guide.”
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Ink and Strings
What are three objects you couldn’t live without?
My notebook whispers, my thoughts ignite,
With my timeless pen, I weave and write,
As the guitar sketches my world in melody and light.
The Day My Kids Spread Their Wings
What experiences in life helped you grow the most?
When the nest felt empty, cold, and bare,
Reminding me, it was built to send them there.
Not to keep, but to make them strong,
To teach their wings where they belong.
And in that quiet, I came to see,
This was the trial that molded me.
For love’s true essence is not to restrain,
But to release with joy, devoid of pain.”
Soles of my Journey
Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you.
“Through every street, through sun and storm
My faithful shoes have danced in each form.
With every step, a tale they weave,
Of dreams I chase and paths I leave.
Tracing memories, while dancing through time, Whispering stories with every rhyme.”
Life
Share one of the best gifts you’ve ever received.
“One of the greatest gifts I’ve ever found,
A heart that beats, with love unbound.”
Harmonious
Write about your approach to budgeting.
Balance necessities and dreams, steady and true,
Save for the future, but live for what you pursue.
An Army Wife
Are you patriotic? What does being patriotic mean to you?
“He marches forward, I stand behind,
Love unshaken, yet battle-defined.
Patriotism isn’t just duty and pride,
It’s waiting, hoping, and standing beside.”
Not just his battle, but mine to fight
For love, for country, for what is right.”
Breakfree
Have you ever unintentionally broken the law?
“I rise beyond my bounds each day,
I pave my way through skies of gray.
The laws that say I can’t transcend,
Unintentionally, I break and bend.”
Love
“Love is no logic, no reason, no rule
Love is life itself, let it flow and fuel.
It speaks in whispers, not in clue,
No need to seek, it’s within you.”
Simi
The Turning Years
What were your parents doing at your age?
Grunge and pop on radios played,
Some built dreams, some made their name.
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