Public Poetry. The Garden.
MY HUSBAND BUILT A GARDEN SMALL AND QUIET PLACE HE WORKED AND SLAVED FOR HOURS HIS PAIN SHOWED IN HIS FACE HE TOILED WITH LOVE AND...
MY HUSBAND BUILT A GARDEN SMALL AND QUIET PLACE HE WORKED AND SLAVED FOR HOURS HIS PAIN SHOWED IN HIS FACE HE TOILED WITH LOVE AND...
It’s the outbreak of War humanity is scared a time for hurt no one prepared. Marching Soldiers Machines that kill fired upon people shooting at will....
Always helping others a loved and cared for child no one he knew around him Where off the track, or wild. If you needed any chores...
For Amanda De La Haye This bottle I give is full of light, it will not scare you In the middle of the night.It will burn...