I am a mother and grandmother. I am a writer of poems, short stories, and attempting the novel.
I have written since I was a child, and find it therapeutic, as well as enjoyable.
I tend to write with feeling as the major point, but, also fantasy.
I am hurt by your callousness,
I am angry at your denial,
I love you, and that makes no sense,
...
I turn to tell you something,
Of no consequence, I am sure,
Eyes bright, and face all a-glow,
With a smile from ear to ear.
...
Sometimes my mind is as it should be,
And others it appears to be… screwed.
I panic and can not seem to find
The strength to make it stop.
...
I will paint my eyes, just the way you like.
I will grow out my hair, just for you.
I will line my lips, and do up the nails,
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