Maybe dreams should be feelings and
not money makers. Things like...
I know this sand artist,
who speaks beautiful stories...
Soft, summer winds leave me isolated
trapped between ebony nights, balmy days...
"write about a mother's experience
raising a child with down syndrome"...
I sometimes
question myself...
In the garden, near the river
my tree stands tall and proud...
I know I should live in the country, but I fear
for my soul overstretching. It might bloat in the...
My word is not reaching to you
It's getting feeble by your laughter & cheers...
Time
I hate it...
People come and others go.
Some betray you and some are true...
Don't give up hope, you can get better,
The memories may not leave...
I Knew Joy
A smile adorned my face...