Poem

…the GameBy MwsR Why do we think there is always time?What is it that makes us thinks we are free from death or separation?It is a constant…… Read more “Poem”

Poem

Remembering is healing….By MwsR I appreciate the food, the things I was givenI want to think you for the love that you did give.Some memories were good,…… Read more “Poem”

Poem

Sometimes by MwsR Imagine your life in a happier timeSometimes that’s how I remember mine.Times that made you smile and shineThings that were easily peace of mind.…… Read more “Poem”

It Had To Be Me By MwsR

In a family there can be much love. But in some families there is much discord and pain. I wrote this poem explaining some of what pain in a family looks like.