Poem: Letting Go
Letting Go The first birds make their morning call, The first rays of sunlight touch down upon all. Slowly the waters reach out to dry sand, The lapping tide caresses new land. I close my eyes to imagine you here … Continue reading
Letting Go The first birds make their morning call, The first rays of sunlight touch down upon all. Slowly the waters reach out to dry sand, The lapping tide caresses new land. I close my eyes to imagine you here … Continue reading
My mood swings are heavy And logic, what’s that? One day I like figure, The next day I’m fat! One day I’m happy And I’m feeling fine The next I’m a bitch And I whinge and I whine You (being … Continue reading
Santa, Can I have a Mum? I have a tummy ache, but it’s in my heart I am all alone and it’s getting dark. I must stay awake for when Santa comes This year I asked if I could please … Continue reading