Our Father Who Art in Heaven, Farris be His Name R.I.P. Poppy I Love You
By CHERI ROBERTS Our father had a way with words he’d craft his thoughts with care. His stories told, both new and old, were meant for us to share. Rhyming … Continue reading
Unpunctuated
A baby’s breath, but a whisper of life a reminder of where we start so we know wherever we go it is the direction we choose or chose or … Continue reading
Ruins
I lay in ruins eyes bowed to you like a God. My God, what did I do? My hand outstretched through lifeless air. Breathless hope I hold beneath your stare. Will you … Continue reading
I Can’t Un-Love You
An argument that no one won, when all was said, we still weren’t done. Wounded words that bite and sting, we’re flailing now with broken wing. Time can heal or so it’s … Continue reading
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