Poetry book 2

My Son (A Poem)

I watch him walk away, That son of mine, A piece of me much younger, Now getting older, Causing me to count my remaining years. Memories of your first breaths, Arms and legs flailing in […]

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The Mountain

You called to me I heard you standing in the forest The blue skies hugging your form Like a wedding dress The billowy clouds dancing in the breeze Like your veil Begging me to your […]

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