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A Ralls Who Rules

by audra_branson

Rated: E · Message Forum · Friendship · #1525799

Happy birthday Audra!

Welcome!

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Art of the heart, blending into a
Radiant mixture of light and beauty
Amazingly strung together into
Life, grace, tenor and expression,
Levied into a palette of colours all
Styled into someone we call aralls.

We have gathered to wish our dearest friend aralls a very happy birthday! She is a terrific person, a most generous and helpful friend and an amazingly talented writer and reviewer. She joined writing.com on the 5th of June, 2008 and has already completed a 1000 reviews and is still going strong. She invests a lot of her time and energy in helping people improve and is an amazing friend to those who know her.

She celebrates her 40th birthday on the 8th of February, please help us make this birthday memorable for her.

Her best friend on the site indiana says,
Happy Birthday to my dear friend and kindred spirit Aralls. I hope you have a fantastic 50th Birthday and enoy many more. Love Indy.

Her favourite Cord says,

Today is your birthday, a day dedicated completely to you. You deserve it and I just wanted to let you know, I didn't forget it and I couldn't forget you.

"Life Began" [E]

My throat is dry; voice empty.
The hours blurred and blended.
Chapter closed; new book opened.
The truth I’ve yet to see.

My eyes open at the weight
that fills my outstretched arms.
Exhaustion dissipates,
replaced with love unknown.

Tiny face with eyes so new,
stealing my breath, heart, and mind.
Gift I’ve sought since dreams began.
Skin to skin, my life complete.

Hand wraps ‘round my finger.
Outside world wanes at your touch.
Child, I stare in silent awe.
No words for emotions felt.

Baby of mine, love is real.
The circle begins with me
and is ne’er ending with you.
The truth is in your being.

"Dancers Never Die" [13+]

Too old for the stage, too young for dreams to retire,
her body aches, yet her soul is full of artistic desire.

The spotlight was hers as the audience cheered.
She grasps for fleeting moments of that yesteryear.

Now I watch her aging body leaping with grace,
knowing forever her lost dreams she will chase.

An abandoned old railroad, this dancer’s new stage,
confidently gliding, she spins a story on a blank page.

The orchestra replaced by the sounds of earth,
birds and whispering wind inspire her new worth.

The packed house replaced by an audience of one,
I watch my true love dance as she’s never done.

Her arms move like silk; her hair spiraling free.
For once, she dances for herself, not for others to see.

It is a dance of freedom, a dance embracing change.
She will not bury her dreams,, simply rearrange.

The world silently in awe as she takes her final pose.
On an old abandoned railroad I lay a single rose.

Discovering her peace, realizing dreams need not die.
“The world is my stage” is the answer I see in her eyes.

Won't you just want to wish such a wonderful writer an amzingly happy birthday?