Poems from mjboger
Mother said her friend would be running
She would know one companion and feel one comrade
Agony was a neighbor she would always visit
A...
A brunette and a blonde
Sitting on a swing
Feet dirty from the wet lawn
Dresses soiled from the spring
Joy filled their vulnerable...
Like a stone in a lake
slowly dragging and unwavering to release
Barely able to breath
her heart cried out for a conscience and leash...