My mother was a very unhappy soul a square peg who lived in a round world and couldn't fit There was no happiness in her life She was haunted caught in loveless marriage' I could see it in her eyes She was alone that was her destiny and every step she took was disasterous She was trapped ...just like me The sins of one generation are passed down and so it goes
06/11/2011
There is a biblical weightiness to some of your poems. This is one of them.
...i hear you; i hear you. agree with kristina
... outstanding.....