Not a Word

So much time passed;Not a word between us;Living close by, but never seen;No letters, no calls;Not a word between us; We live our lives like we’re happy;Living day to day like we each don’t exist;Not a word between us;Reality is…

My Pretty Mom

My pretty mom, you inspire me to write,how I love the way you smiled at us,I love your smiling face and eyes,and the dimples that appeared. No longer will we see that smiling face,except in memories gone by,I often sit…