May 2020
be it happy or sad,
filled with anger or despair,
I always think on you awhile
and I can't help but write you in
every written verse of mine-
flourished with your smile
filled with anger or despair,
I always think on you awhile
and I can't help but write you in
every written verse of mine-
flourished with your smile
This poem is about my daughter. Although my poetry seems to skirt the edges of despair and madness more often than not, she is the person that gives me the courage to share these thoughts with the world.
