The winter is cold A time we want to forget As we hold To our regret The days feel As if they can’t Be real As those chant Cheery Christmas songs And spread love The longs Of...

you’re your own person, love should make you feel good, your friends should treat you with kindness, you don’t need others validation, just your own, it’s okay to be alone sometimes, appreciate...

to my sister, if i had a million words to describe my sister there are many things that come to mind generous, kind, empathetic, caretaker, everything she is, i am not   to my sister   from...

they say that grief comes in waves they were right i’m drowning in the waves crashing over my body    the first wave was denial this wave crashed over my body and made me numb so numb my...

there’s something so incredibly remarkable about the Junk of a Drawer  there’s one bound to be found in any room in a home almost anywhere the lengths that some go to hide it from your curious...

when a rose dies it happens slowly and then all at once  dead  our friendship was like a dying rose  slowly  and then all at once  dead  when a rose is bloomed it is beautiful our...

“Broken”  you can water a plant even when it’s dead but the reality is it won’t ever be the same again  you can glue back together a broken plate but the reality is it won’t ever be the...

Love is more than a word. It’s a thought,                          a verse,                                           a melody,                     ...

She is a reflection of the moon. Natural elegance and breezed walking,  Each movement is rhythmic, Her body sways along the tides.  Luminous femininity is unraveled. She bears secrets in her silky...

The way I long to be a mother Is the way the grass can’t wait to experience the sun’s light  It sounds archaic to need this so badly   “This” is hoping for a little girl painting...

Fall; not a warm season but not a cold season either, more on the colder side though.   fall is such a beautiful season and time to be alive   it’s the perfect time to wear those fuzzy...

Every year I get older  I've grown an inch since last I checked  And my face isn’t as round as it used to be My voice has started to sound a little more like my mothers, The beautiful woman I can...