Thoughts from a walk
Bare trees,
Against a blue sky,
A gentle breeze,
While my heart cried.
Broken heart,
And lonely soul,
Falling apart,
Was not the goal.
Please stay strong,
Do not break,
You’ve got this, For goodness’
Categories: Poetry
grief and loss
Grandmama’s Mountain
When my grandpa passed away a few years ago, my grandma asked me to write a poem for his funeral. It was difficult to write a poem under those circumstances, but I did. A couple Read more…
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