Piece by piece.. A beautiful Kelly Clarkson song.
Piece by piece. I remember my father. He tried his best and he couldn’t win. I remember my mother. She lost her way a few times and she always got back-up. We are… Continue reading
Piece by piece. I remember my father. He tried his best and he couldn’t win. I remember my mother. She lost her way a few times and she always got back-up. We are… Continue reading
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done… Continue reading
Tender loving care.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real love is given without the desire of reward. Tender loving care.. She had big blue eyes. She sat on my lap at the college… Continue reading
Originally posted on A writer's Achilles :
who sees me and sees me? who here has the eyes to embrace me? am i dead to you and is my death justified in the…