Love struck!
I have lost count The number of times I catch myself smiling Just because you are mine! ~Susan McMillan
Tag: love
Baby girl turns 8!
March 31st 8 years ago was that day; a special day for our family! My dearest baby girl, Today is one of the many Reminders of the day I held “sunshine” in my arms; you my little girl . You are growing You are blooming And it’s beautiful and exciting to watch day by day.…… Continue reading Baby girl turns 8!
The poem!
I wanna Be the words To every poem you write… So he said ~Susan McMillan
Love struck!
Come on love, let me hold your hand in mine… ~Susan McMillan
Fragile
I crumble like thin ice when in your arms. ~Susan McMillan
To my husband
Here we are Sitting and talking about the future Like we own tomorrow Raising our children Holding hands and kissing Laughing as we joke about old age; My corrupted mind lingers off…… Wondering if we’ll indeed age hand in hand . Oh my Micheal My friend My love My dearest husband Let’s age together; u…… Continue reading To my husband
Marriage Without Mentors
During our childhood days, we tend to observe or rather study our parents; their marriage relationship and the eye catching details of it. The good and bad we absorb waiting for a replay in our own lives. One may deny the fact that as children we will or rather try to mimic what we see…… Continue reading Marriage Without Mentors
Unveiled love
I gave a piece of me He gave a piece of him We gave We took Pieces of us All in the name of love. ~Susan McMillan
Black girl/white boy
We wore our skin Like it was our identity! Drifted apart by history in the making We had no chance We had no choice In that cold world! Black girl was no match For a white boy White boy had no chance At a black girl From a distance, Was our only chance To love!…… Continue reading Black girl/white boy
Naked soul;
In the middle of the night When the world is lost in slumber She’s awake! Wrapped tight in her lover’s arms She whispers all her fears; “I am afraid of the future” “I am afraid of death” “I am afraid of the unknown” “I am just afraid” . Him Seeing through her “naked soul”…… Continue reading Naked soul;
Rhythm In Life 