Poems from sarra7700

The Day We Met
The day we met There was no sweat I didn’t fret There was no threat Still and yet Something can begin The tables did spin Maybe a sin Lost...
Growing
I look back on the work I have written this year and previous years and am filled with glee when I see improvement.  This year, through...
In the Morning
In the morning at break of dawn I raise my head to stretch and yawn I think of what the day may hold The situations that may unfold The...