Hello to all in this a sad event
the passing great - our leader Donald Trump...
Left swipe across and
In goes the knife and out...
When our heart is sore
emotions are overly tired...
Someone turned their back today
someone else had to die...
A hint of sunlight teases my hollow eyes;
for a few minutes, I am ok, content...
I'm tired
more tired...
A sentence is a necklace.
Our words are the beads...
With every thought my pen is pressing harder on...
the cramping in my hand is getting stronger...
Being alone is a choice I've made
after I delt with the pain...
This is not a spark from any fire,
It is not a play or a devious trick of light...
With frost bitten fingers
And feet cold and numb...
Dogs and Children, too
should be greeted with a smile...