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…
Short Stories – Books – Poetry
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…
I miss you much,The memories are my only companion,I did not become what you wanted me to be,I regret, as I clasp my hands to grieve As the hopelessness eats away,I clasp my hands and pray,I hope to see you…