Sally-Sam 'silently' sings in her mind 'aloud'
when her mama screams: "Sally-Sam!"...
Is it feeling that you love me
Or knowing with certainty that you love me...
I,
Simply...
If it were for me,
I'd search between pages and pages...
When the day begins and the kids awake,
The toys at hand, I feel they shake...
Some things you just can’t speak about
Autumn comes after a hot Summer...
fried fish with fries, the scent I like
add lemon, salt, and sauce alike...
some days,
the skies are dark and cold...
I've grown to hate you Hate
And I hate that I hate you...
I threw letters at a sheet of paper
as if they were darts...
With pen on hand, I wrote my heart on lines
as Nights came walking, running with my Days...
Ha! Boy, you see!
it's a reflection. It's a contemplation...