“Our Father who art in Heaven” our family recited on the drive to 7-Eleven. As I age, the distance of time wrought my memory,
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
There are things I'll never give back. Things I'm meant to keep, like this little tear in my heart caused,
By Sandra Matos2 years ago in Poets
C upboards in Nanna’s kitchen, just out of reach, H ands held out - cupped at the ready. O h how I did anything for those
By Joe O’Connor2 years ago in Poets
I remember sitting at my desk as the teachers droned on Excited to go home, thinking it can not be to long. The bell finally rung and out the classroom I ran
By Kyle William2 years ago in Poets
It was difficult to pick a favorite snack for me I called a brother and talked to my hubby It appeared easy for them as it was clearly
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
You’re our mama, our beautiful mama. You’ve made us happy throughout our lives. With gentle words and loving hands, You’ve helped us shape our paths.
By Heather Zieffle 2 years ago in Poets
Dad’s hands built the beast Roadworthy sleeper camper Three kids crammed up top * Nine hours, overnight Boundless enthusiasm
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
Chachi is the guardian of the gate of my adobe. I included photos in the short video of Chachi and my oldest granddaughter, Abri, when she was younger. We love this little ‘fella’.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
In Grandma's cozy kitchen, warm and bright, Where memories dance in the soft candlelight, There's a cherished ritual, simple and sweet,
By Ashleigh Holmes2 years ago in Poets
Love is chaos, a tempest wild and free, It sweeps us up and tosses us about,
By Temoor Dar2 years ago in Poets
Upon a porcelain throne, the egg does sit, A simple ovoid, yet a world within it. A breakfast ritual, a morning delight, Its humble shell, both smooth and bright.
By Faceless Lim2 years ago in Poets
I feel the hot summer sun shining on my face as I gently step into my granny's garden. I'm here for two things; one sweet and delicious and one tart and sour.
By Lindsey Altom2 years ago in Poets
