A thief stole the room's
atmosphere the day I heard...
There is a child for whom I care
Though no true blood of mine...
A bitter fresh memory
is aching more than ever...
This last poem I wrote about Emma was 2 years...
I had such...
This next poem was written 4 months later, sadly...
Take a deep breath...
Why does my
mind race...
Mother if you were with me,
I would have held you tight...
Oh Mama, I love you
You are the one who is in my heart...
Into the night comes a soft sweet silence and as...
One day you were here
Now your gone...
I miss
holding your hand...
I have always wondered what if ?
If I went down instead...