The curtains have been closed.
Let the tears fall.
No one has to know. Continue reading “Curtains”
Bully go away.
It takes all my strength to get up and face the day.
I wash my face. Continue reading “Bully Go Away”
Down on my knees.
Nowhere left to fall.
The water captures my reflection. Continue reading “Staring Back At Me”
The dead rose petals fall to the floor.
The wind blows in from the windows and the broken door.
The dark clouds are heavier than before. Continue reading “Dead Rose Petals”
As parents, there will be days when calmness surrounds our children. They are quiet, and content and seem to find nothing to argue about. There will be days where they are Continue reading “There Will Be Days”
I am really thinking about writing my first poetry book! Would any of you be interested in purchasing one?!