A poem, a thought, you decide.
When a Mother Cries, a poem dedicated to all the unseen tears ever shed by a parent.
Shine bright my little spark….
May everyone have or find a friend as special as she at least once in their life….
I have a friend whom I can trust,and can tell my secrets to;my friend won’t talk or say out loud,the things I share when I am blue. My friend is good, my friend is kind,a very good friend in deed;always there to hear my tales,when an ear I very much need. Through good times andContinue reading “A Friend Whom I Can Trust”
I am a salty sailor,the water is where I roam;when they tell me it’s time to go,I must leave my family and my home. My face is tan and weathered,yes, there are whiskers on my face;but the water, I know she cares not,as she carries me place to place. The water she always beckons,as IContinue reading “I Am a Salty Sailor”