Poems from anicole6226
Today is the first holiday,
Without our precious Edna here,
Her favorite part about this time of year,
Was her family being near?
She has...
I feel like a stranger in a familiar place. So, out of place my heart races as I walk through the door. I stand quiet in a corner waiting...
Going through life one moment at a time,
One moment is like one line,
Detailed to the very end,
Something so little,
Defining something so...