by Dagmar Wilson Jun 17, 2019
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
Where do I begin |
by Brenda
Dagmar, a very relatable piece. Our lives whip by so quickly, before we know it we are in the autumn of our lives and so many chapters have been left unread. Some regrettably so, others not so much. |
Thank you Brenda |
by Jamie
When reading this I imagine this person being on a porch at their house or someone else's house and they are reading a book that they have never read before. I love the wording you have used here because it is simple in nature BUT it draws the reader in actually. The first line of the poem itself asks a question and it already leaves the reader wondering what will happen, because it could be about a ton of topics, and perhaps each reader can make their own opinion. |