Writing

A Poem – Week Twenty-Nine

This poem is untitled and was written sometime in the early 2000s. Now, it makes me think of my mother. It's difficult not to be sad, When I think of you. These times should be joyous, But I can only think of the loss. You're with the angels now A warm breeze in your flowing… Continue reading A Poem – Week Twenty-Nine

Writing

A New Poem

I started this poem a few weeks ago, but it felt most pressing to finish it this week.  It's about the recent loss of a loved one.   The Days I Miss You The Most The days I miss you the most When the sun shines And when the rain pours When surrounded by people… Continue reading A New Poem