Writers Week: Late (poem)
I was late, too late to see her. I saw her in my front. Standing there in all her beauty. Her hair…
I was late, too late to see her. I saw her in my front. Standing there in all her beauty. Her hair…
How to Make a Terrarium (with photos): What you will need: Clear plastic or glass container Soil/sand Active charcoal Rocks Small acrylic…
Hey guys! I have not uploaded any of my personal poems to my blog (I’ve mainly been uploading my mother’s) in a…
A new poem by my mother, Mrs. Glory Tataw: Deep in my heart.
Each day-each hour-each minute we are apart is a lifetime, an eternity. Thought of you flood my mind with desire, and, at…
I will always have in my mind what you mean to me. You are in my mind the whole day through. It’s…
I am in color. Pinks and purples of the quiet moon sky.Blues of the ocean and seas.Browns of the children and roots…