Poems from Monika Smith
Cold and lonely,
Pregnant and scared,
Single and lowly,
With not a word shared.
Not aware how to feel,
Don't know where to turn,
Not one...
Nothing is ever as it seems when
A monster chases me off a cliff.
Did I forget to wear my pants?
Yes, I won a million bucks and ...
My little orange flowers
So wild and free.
They sit in the shade
Amongst the big oak tree.
I smile at them
And they wave to me.
My little...