I'm an aide who works in special education..My dad was an English major.My Mom and Dad took all 6 of us to library. We were always reading. I liked writing poetry. I started a book where I put down quotations from authors and poets. 213 followers / 14.0k words
You reach out Your scarred hand Nailed to a Cross For me to touch To hold To remember Lest I forget Your words through Parched , bleeding lips "I commented my Spirit" Let me touch you Let me hear you You are my Life line Keep me afloat
In winter I wait for The morning sun In spring I wait for A bloom or two In summer I wait for The song Of birds In fall I wait for Leaves to crunch in Perhaps I should Wait for What surrounds me Right now