Mum
A warm arm to snuggle, and a scary witchy laugh, the best walk to school each day, and a reminder when to bath.
Poetry (9)
A collection of poetry I've written.My Kids
You opened your eyes, and opened my heart, your innocence peering up from my arms. Time stopped in my world, all done was…
Rain
Cold rain on the window pane, wind rushing through the tree. Dark sky, boiling clouds, storms damp fingers caressing me. A Memory stirs,…