Poems from Sydney213
Colorful fire crackling
On dry Michigan wood
Campfire smell filling my nose
Arms wrap around me
Holding me tight
I hear little voices...
Dear Mom,
That day was the scariest day of my life.
I remember that word
Cancer.
It meant my world was crashing
Down around me
...
On a crazy situation of chance
I heard about this city
In a state really far away
And then I took a plane
And stepped into this place
And...
Writing has a beginning
but it never has an end.
We write everyday for simple things
like making a grocery list
or sending an email to a...